The two high priestesses entered the small cottage with unusually hesitant steps.
Dhara continued to mutter more and more protective spells through her teeth. With each additional step she took, the witch realized that she was nearing the end of the list of magical barriers she knew.
On the other hand, Darya had to hang on to her sister's arm. She was immensely grateful to Dhara. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the runes etched on her sister's skin glowing and taking on new places as she cast protective spells around them.
The two witches took their seats on one of the two large sofas facing each other on the first floor, while Bianca stood in front of the additional sofa.
"Can I get you something to drink?" she asked the two women with whom she had become friends.
"Nothin
