In the secluded caves of the Artery Mountains, a particular hut was eerily chaotic as the sound of something breaking inside echoed outside, making the sleeping birds fly away.
"She did it, Mom. That wretched woman, despite my efforts, mated with those two. How dare she? How dare she mate with them when I am here, standing between her happiness and her?" the demonic energy screeched.
The energy was angry, radiating with a red, undefined aura. The witch could see it, and the more she looked at it, the more troubled she felt.
They knew this wasn't good. If Amelia had already mated with both of her mates at the same time, it meant she was one step closer to unlocking her mage's powers, or probably already onto it.
It also meant…
The witch raised her hand, and a crystal globe appeared in the center of the hall.
"Show me the mage rock," the witch said to the globe before chanting a locator spell.
