After they entered into the safe zone, only then Viona breathed in relief. Her sharp gaze still wandered around one more time before picking up her pace towards the shabby hut. Damien was right behind her, dwelled in his thoughts and a part of him felt uncomfortable when he smelled the strong flavour of witch materials.

Holding his confusions inside his mind, he followed Viona until they stopped in front of the door. Much to his surprise, the shabby hut door cracked open upon their presence. Damien crooked his brows, scanned his gaze around wandering if any sensor was stationed here. But the decor and poor state of that door...