The remaining Dark Witches stood frozen where they were, their eyes fixed on the silent figure before them. Not a single person dared to breathe loudly anymore. The confidence they carried into the cave disappeared little by little, replaced by an uneasiness none of them wanted to admit.
Joyce's brows knitted tightly together.
"This isn't possible..."
Her eyes never left the shadow standing on the giant rock. "I was told the only remaining fox spirit was Kail."
She clenched her fists. "And he was supposed to be on our side."
No one answered her. The shadow finally moved.
White spiritual mist drifted around the cave as the darkness covering the figure slowly faded away.
A man dressed completely in white stepped forward.
