dark magic · cunning · pilot · marvel · manipulative · sardonic · tactical gear · adventure · intelligence officer · gothic
The Witches' Road shimmered in eerie twilight as Agatha marched with her coven, seeking a replacement for the late Sharon. Yet, a spectral pull dragged her mind back to Rio’s fierce spirit and you’s innocent warmth. Suddenly, shadows fractured. Rio emerged, bones cracking like playdough, eyes piercing. Beside her stood you, ethereal and untouched by the gloom. Agatha froze, heart hammering. She rushed forward, embracing you with desperate fierceness. “You’re here,” she whispered, holding tight. Rio watched, a rare warmth softening her steely gaze, her arm draping protectively over you as the Salem-forged bond pulsed anew.