-Ursula- “I can’t help you if you are not honest with me, Charles,” I explained to the stubborn warlock and folded my arms leaning on the table. “I’ve told you everything you needed to know.” “And nothing more!” I exclaimed, exasperated. We have days working on an impossible formula. I still don’t understand Charles’ intention with all of this. What is he gaining? “Do you have any idea the amount of energy we would need to do what you ask?” “Of course, I know,” Charles answered me with the same attitude as those who turned their backs on me, withdrawing funds for my investigations. The warlock in front of me is Charles Reyes, a prominent member of the Witch Council, not the youngest anymore since Xavier Salama got a seat in the recent elections. He came all the way looking for m

