"There are four witches and two warlocks in this world. All of them serve the God of Lust. Getting that title means you're precious, chosen. But their power… it comes in ways most people would call unpleasant."
"Any of them could wipe StoneHaven off the map in minutes without even breaking a sweat. And the one we're dealing with? The fourth witch, Hex, is a seventy-six-year-old hag."
Halo gulped bile.
He knew about the Witches, but he'd never thought they were this strong. If they were, what was stopping Hex from ending it all?
"Hex isn't focused on killing people. Her priority is her creations, the Chaos Eaters, and making them perfect."
Their eyes locked. Leto's words came easily, carelessly even, like none of it touched him. The confidence radiated off him.
"Why StoneHaven, though? Why not Sinners instead? That would've been so much easier."
Leto relaxed.
