OLD MAGIC

"What do you mean with 'them'?" Hope frowned as she glanced at Lana, apparently, she was too tired to be bothered by the conversation between Hope and Lidya.

"We, the witch, believe in the existence of spirits, other beings that have no form." Lidya's eyes stared straight into Hope's. "That is where we got our magic from."

Hope wasn't sure that she understood what Lidya was saying. She knew about spirit, but did not have a deep understanding about it.

"This is an old magic." She added. "And just like human. Not all spirits are nice, consequently, we have this dark witches. All of theseare connected to each other."

"Okay…" Hope drawled, "I am confused now."

"You will understand when the right time has come. This realm is built by those spirit, you will need them when you face the upcoming war."

After explaining all that to her, Lidya closed her eyes.