Novel & Cerita Witchcraft Numbers

One of the reasons my gammas are constantly inside the borders. Thirty six witches (male and female), divided in five covens, Arkana being the strongest of them with twelve members, and Black Jade being the newest with only three members. I see it as just kids rebelling against their witchy parents. Thinking they know best, i guess. There are some rivalries amongst them, but nothing serious. I believe most of them are basically fortune tellers or charlatans. Still, i always keep tabs. Better safe than sorry.

They were usually broken from customary behavior and killed indiscriminately and heedlessly. Unfortunately, like any typical rabid beast that was driven to destroy, kill and tear apart, the rogues loved to get into nonsensical fights with each other which had resulted in their current number of thirty-two. The twenty witches they’d recruited were some of the sadistically wicked ones who happened to need various favours. They saw the promises from the powerful Wyatt warlocks as good as gold and were therefore ready to do anything.

Which I immediately reinforced with my own magic, thank you very much. The pavilion was divided into a number of sections, twenty-nine covens invited from across the continent as the representatives of our territory of North America. Like me, each leader was only permitted three witches as an entourage. Not as a trust issue, but as a way to control the sheer numbers of bodies about to descend on the site. Mom estimated hundreds, but I fully expected over a thousand witches, werewolves, vampires, Sidhe and demons to show up, not to mention the Steam Union.

I would never put her in danger even if it meant I had to suffer miserably without being able to see her at all. I was a Siphon, so I could utilize other people’s magics as long as I came in contact with them. Right now, I was able to utilize sixty-one different magics, which was a historical record. Siphons were incredibly powerful witches, so only a handful had ever been recorded. I was two years older than the twins, who would turn eighteen in the next month. Kenzie sure grew up in the past three years. It was great to see the woman that she had become.

’ Tears fell from my eyes as my heart broke open with the pain of not knowing where she was or if she was okay. ***** CAMDEN The gym was my battlefield at the moment. The punching bag and padded walls were the focus for my frustration and anger. Another trail turned cold. Another nine bodies added to the casualties list of The Riverton Sisters who were twin witches that practiced a specific type of dark magic involving infants. They left sixty-two mutilated bodies across five states. My team had intel of their whereabouts, but they were long gone when we got there.

the woman said, her smile twisted and devilish. Eric Damian decided he had heard enough, so he forcefully got down from the stool. But before he could say or do anything, all the witches stretched their hands towards him, reciting and chanting a spell. He let out a piercing scream as intense pain coursed through his body, but he fought through the agony, determined to confront them. The witches intensified their chanting, their voices filled with urgency. Yet, even they struggled to control Damian. A whole coven of the most powerful witches in the world, 59 in number, found themselves unable to restrain a single man.

"I heard witches are divided into covens. How many are there exactly?" "In the past, there were five covens of witches in the kingdom. The Kandalas (night witches), that is us. The Kunarians (green witches), the Natosians (sea witches), the Fidimonin (folk witches), and lastly, the Tambolans (gray witches). Currently though, only three covens remain as the rest have either been impacted by the plague that nearly wiped out the whole of witches, or crossed to another dimension to survive. The only covens who survived the plague were the night witches, the sea witches, and the gray witches." "And each coven operates differently?"

“March on crusaders! Scour this place until those scourges are all captured!” Receiving the order from their Commanding Knights, the crusaders forced their way further into the witches’ sanctuary feeling as if they have already won the war against the forces of darkness. “This way! Everyone get inside!” Tiffaun, Silvia and Amich followed by a small group of witches barged into the Cronus chamber where they observed an ongoing ritual taking place with the support of the remaining members of the colony. Their numbers weren’t that high; roughly 16 of them. They bolted the huge doors shut to prevent any further interruption.

"The fact that you are willing to even take the risk is enough. The only problem I have is that the witches are not willing to help." "You know they abide by their pacifists ways, your highness," Theo said. The King sighed. "Fair enough. Now, how do we use this method?" "I think I might know a way," Quinn said, then glanced towards Christine. "How many people can your spell be strong enough to work on?" "About twenty," she replied. "That's fair." Quinn glanced towards the man at the projector. "Next page, please." The man nodded and pressed a button. It switched to a new page

he replied. I groaned. “So, witchcraft is involved.” “That’s what I think too,” he said. “Did the rouges give up the location?” I asked. “That’s the thing! We’ve captured thirteen rogues, and they all have thirteen different locations,” he explained. “So this person takes them to a meeting point before taking them to the real location. It’s a smart plan,” I noted. “Which makes it hard to track them,” he added.