Journey of Liffel: the Life Witch into Deep Darkness

Chapter 7 A Peculiar Meeting

In a luxurious hall illuminated by magical lights, the host, a mysterious figure wrapped in a black cloak, addressed the assembled witches. His deep, authoritative voice rang out, capturing the attention of all present.

-Welcome, Noble Witches. Today, in this neutral place, I have summoned the Witches of the most powerful lineages. My proposal is simple: I offer an unparalleled deal for the death of Liffel. Bring me his body, and you will receive a reward worthy of your greatness. Allow me to introduce you to one another, though I doubt you will need introductions.

With a gesture, the host pointed to each, noting their lineage and peculiarities:

*Lafy, of the Water Lineage, a 19-year-old girl with blue hair shimmering like the ocean and bright eyes that reflected serenity. Her presence evoked calm, though her youth hinted at inexperience.

*Lety Stonia, of the Earth Lineage, a 20-year-old witch with dark brown hair and gray tips.Discreet in appearance and power, she did not stand out so much among the noble witches, but her connection to the earth made her reliable.

Cenicium, of the Lineage of Death, an ancient witch, 6247 years old, with ash-gray hair and an aura as evil as her reputation.Her very presence chilled the air in the room.

*Dark-Kyam, of the Despair Lineage, a powerful witch with mental powers, with violet hair and 18 years old. Her gaze seemed to burn with fanaticism and darkness.

*Fraphylia, of the Lineage of Life, a 47-year-old witch with ambitions beyond her lineage. She wished to wrest the hereditary right from Liffel, whom she considered unworthy.

*Aste, of the Celestial Lineage, an imposing and radiant figure. At 26, her yellow hair shone like the sun, and her divine aura dominated the room with unparalleled intensity.

The host paused, letting those present absorb his words before mentioning in a serious tone:-Unfortunately, the absentees are significant. Young Liffel, heiress of the Lineage of Life, whose fate seems intertwined with the chaos that surrounds us. And Brallet, of the Lineage of Truth, 22 years old, whose disappearance leaves a disturbing void.

The host lowered his voice, as if not wanting to reveal too much.

-As for the last lineage? I'm afraid my information is incomplete. But their absence will also be felt, like an echo in the coming darkness.

The hall was silent for a moment, the witches watching each other with varying degrees of interest, disdain or distrust.

The host, from his elevated position on the balcony, watched with satisfaction as his plan began to bear fruit. The tension in the air was palpable, and when Frafylia, visibly impatient, raised her voice, it was clear that the host's soft words would not hold the witches back for long.

-I agree with killing Liffel," Frafylia said disdainfully, interrupting abruptly.But enough with the empty speeches. We all know you're nothing but a coward behind a mask.

The comment caused the room to erupt.Dark-Kyam, with an almost fanatical devotion to the host, responded immediately.