My fight

NOVA

I spent a few more hours practicing the spells that Asriel had taught me. I was practicing alone while he met with his warriors, making plans for the upcoming battle. Asriel explained that it was the rebels who were behind the kidnapping of the witches in Scarletville. I was on their list as well.

The rebels had been capturing witches for months. They were forcing them to side with them and killing those who either turned out to be too weak or resisted. That was another reason why I needed to master those spells. I had to know how to use my magic to attack.

Fortunately, I was getting better at this... and I didn't need Asriel's special touch for my spells to work. According to Asriel, magic was a form of art, and witches and warlocks were creators, able to give their magic a form using the power of their minds. I tried it, filling my luminous orb with different colors, and I think I was making progress. Although, I was quite certain that my rainbow-glowing orb would have been com