They have taken over the southern border, luckily almost everyone was able to make it out before it was too late” A messenger from the South briefed Liam. Devon was standing at the far end of the room listening to everything. Liam sighed deeply and ran his hand through his hair. Each day was filled with more and more bad news. He was getting frustrated by the dark witches' frequent attacks. Now the southern border had been compromised. They couldn't retaliate because they were at a higher risk of losing if they did.

Devon still remembered what happened at the snow spell Village. Their men weren't immune to dark magic....