Chapter Five

A figure appeared, cladded with a long black robe, the figure turned around to reveal his wrinkled face, his hair of shoulder length and grey, slung across his shoulder was a black weaved bag.

"Humm" He hummed as he looked up at the clouds which were gathering up darkness in them, his wrinkled face was slowly turning into a frown when he heard whistling from afar.

"Woo hoo!" The feminine childish voice sounded.

Something speedy passed him, causing his hair to follow in the direction of the breeze gathered by that thing.

It stilled, a little girl in a long red robe with a hood over her head was standing on a Witcher broom, she pushed her hood back revealing her babyish rounded face, the broom which was some distance away from the floor slowly descended and finally, she got down from it, she snapped her fingers, the broom disappeared.

"Where is Master Gunner?" She asked her tone depicting the five years old she was.

Gunner who was standing some meters away from her, rolled his eyes and c