The Manifestation Witch

Chaos

—What was what exactly? — I first find out how much she saw to know to what extent I confess.

— Ghanima, your philosophy is to speak bluntly! Now, are you going to shield yourself that way? — Excellent defense, Zaid. I have to give her credit.

—How much did you see? — Well, she wanted it without ambiguities.

—Are you seriously going to play with me like that? — She tells me, already approaching her limit. I know her, and that's why we get along so well.

Let's start with the simplest explanation — I went out to see Adal off and ensure he didn't come around again today. We have a lot of work to do.

—Why hide it with magic? — she replies to me.

Well, yes. She saw more than I thought. — We needed privacy. — I tell her without getting upset and looking into her eyes. I will not look away; that is a sign of weakness.

—Why are you lying? I saw Adal driving away in his car. Who were you with behind the magic curtain? — Her voice sounds hurt.

Damn it! She is my sister in this life. It's just that I haven't finished processing this whole situation, which is why I haven't shared it.

—I... — I begin to explain myself when Kiran comes out and informs us—I think we found something that could work for us.

He looks at us with hesitation — What else happened? — and visualize our surroundings looking for someone to attack.

Zaid comes forward and explains — I was just making sure Ghanima doesn't get distracted by a man with so much we need to solve.

I look at her with anger because of her misogynistic expression, knowing she says it to bother me.

Turning to Kiran, I ask—what are we going to do? — I walk behind him, and Zaid takes me by the arm and says in my ear — who was that woman?

She will not drop the subject, so I respond—my biological mother—just like if I electrocute her, she lets me go.

—How is it possible? — she asks me in a whisper with amazement.

We can't discuss that here — it's complicated, and we don't have time. — I see Zaid's eyes and quickly inside, where the others await us. — later. — I tell her.

 She nods, and we go to the living room. It was enough to appease her for the moment.

—What is our priority list? — Arisha asks, starting the brainstorm.

 — Find Kumar. — Zaid responds with a vengeance, and I understand her, but there is something bigger first.

— Feed the elevated wills. Their energy levels are low. — I announce. — We must keep them on their plane. 

Kiran nods.

At the same moment, our cell phones ring with a generalized notification. The virtual assistant announces that — there is a viral post about Ghanima and company on social media.

 —What? — we all shouted in unison.

I tell the virtual assistant; — read the headline.

 — Witchcraft captured in a city alley. — It reads with a robotic voice void of emotion.

 — Damn it! — says Kiran, already expecting the situation.

—Shh. — I tell them to be quiet, needing to hear the details.

 — What are you talking about? — Arisha asks in confusion.

I grab my phone quickly. I need to read the alert!