Carlos and Casaio touched down in Ashenworld, the fabled land of witches. The moment they stepped out of the jet, a black car was already waiting for them.
Without delay, they slipped inside, and the driver began the smooth ride toward the heart of the city center.
"So this entire place… It's only home to witches and mages?" Casaio asked, his eyes wandering curiously over the streets.
"Mostly," Carlos replied. "But you'll also find hybrids here, offspring born with the blood of both witches and wolves."
Then, turning his head to Casaio, he continued, "Did you tell your father not to allow your mother to step out of the palace?"
"Yes. Before we came here, I called my Dad. But I wonder why you said that," Casaio murmured, getting confused a little.
