Novel & Cerita Siphoner Witches

Flickering candles lined the edges of the circle, their flames dancing in rhythm with the whispers of the wind. Seraphina stood at the altar, her hands hovering over the five amulets spread before her. Her eyes were closed in deep concentration, her lips moving in silent incantation. Behind her, her coven of witches moved in unison, each of them chanting in an ancient language, their voices blending into a haunting harmony that seemed to resonate with the power of the amulets.

"Sifer witches are the anomalies of our world. In the past they were seen as evil abominations and would be hunted and killed not by hunters alone but also other witches. They were believed to have all died out in the 1800s so it baffles me as to how this child is here" "Why are they so hated" "It's not hate that drives the actions towards these witches it was fear. Originally sifer witches would channel powerful pendants and amulets inorder to use witchcraft but without their own magic they could just be considered humans practicing witchcraft. So, they started stealing the powers of other witches sifening others powers using it as their own but since it didn't change the fact that they did

“Before we… umm… left that cell, why did you say sorry?” “Oh… that…” She looked at me with a guilty expression. “Time was pressing, and I was very weak. So, I had to siphon you without permission.” My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Siphon me, as in?” “Werewolves possess a certain level of magic in them. We, witches can absorb that magic and use it when needed.” “Sorry?” My eyebrows shot to my forehead in bewilderment. “You mean to say that you kind of absorbed my energy and brought us here using that power?”

I blurted out, and everyone responded with a furrowed brow. “Really? No one knows what a siphoner is?” I asked, mouth wide open. Louis looked more excited than the rest of them. “You mean Gemini twins who are siphoners?” He said with just as much excitement as I. “I've read about them in one of those diaries at the library. Siphoners are rare witches who lost their powers over time, since magic is gotten from nature, and they can't harness it, they could siphon the powers of a supernatural element, like a dark object, and make use of its magic, or transfer it to another being,” he said, demonstrating all the way through.

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

Artemis nodded his head understanding this example. “Pack wolves are the one who lives in a pack, and rouge is the one who vanished from the pack or, for other reason, they don’t stay in the pack. In the same way, witches are also of two types, one who is born with magic while the others are those who don’t have any power of their own. And I’m one of them.” “Those witches are called Siphoners. Witches like me don’t stay in coven because we are rejected from our coven because of this fact.”

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

I was in the coupling with him and I knew that if he needed me to, I would travel to the depths of hell and back to protect him and I knew he would without a doubt do the same for me. "What exactly is a siphon Wendy?" Liam asked. Wendy looked at me as if she was trying to determine if I could mentally handle any more surprises. Truthfully, I wasn't so sure I could myself. "Siphons are said to be the most powerful of witches. That's why they ruled the Celtic Coven. They can strip any supernatural being of their magic, absorb it and make it their own. It was used as a form of punishment for lawbreakers and treasonous acts until one of the rulers abused the power and too many witches ended up d

Artemis nodded his head understanding this example. “Pack wolves are the one who lives in a pack, and rouge is the one who vanished from the pack or, for other reason, they don’t stay in the pack. In the same way, witches are also of two types, one who is born with magic while the others are those who don’t have any power of their own. And I’m one of them.” “Those witches are called Siphoners. Witches like me don’t stay in coven because we are rejected from our coven because of this fact.”

Something was weird, I could sense it, but I couldn't point out exactly what it was, though I had a guess of who the source of the weird stuff was going to be. I moved my gaze to the guys walking behind her. A few seconds passed and nothing unusual happened. Maybe it's nothing after all, I returned my gaze to Lovely, but was forced to tear my gaze off her and stare at the guys behind her. The sound of bone breaking filled the air. My eyes widened as I stared at the posture the ground of guys was making. The sound of bone breaking, their current posture... I knew it all too well, it was something so familiar. It was all too familiar, they were shape-shifters also.