Somewhere in a dense forest on the realm beyond the veil sat a woman shrouded in a dark cloak.
She was sitting in front of a burning fire with a leg of a bird her own size turning above the flames.
The scent was so strong it drew Gadra all around her for kilometres yet not one dared to get close.
On her lap was a black cat, suddenly the woman raised her head, her eyes flickered with panic.
" I need to get to the old council." Without casting a single spell, space twisted as if sucking her body into itself and she disappeared.
Across this realm, multiple beings who had slumbered for ages opened their eyes and turned their gazes to the distance.
The woman appeared in front of a large palace standing on top of a massive earth pillar above an endless abyss shrouded in mist.
The palace was dark and gave an aura of solace, she stood at the edge of a cliff facing the palace " Vela." She cast a spell in witch tongue.
