878 To Hell

Wolfe opened his eyes and refreshed his armour spell. He was definitely not in Forest Grove anymore, but he wasn't certain where he was.

On his right were Cassie and Ella, and on his left was a teenage catgirl, and an unfamiliar young blonde witch with shining golden eyes.

"What the heck? I was napping. Wait, what did they do to me?" The blonde blurted out, and Wolfe realized that it was Stephanie, but not in her own body.

The voice was the same as her mental voice, which didn't match her physical voice from the few times Wolfe had heard it in her own body. But on closer inspection, this did still somewhat look like her, just blonde and much younger.

The area they were in had an oddly dystopian feel to it, like all the life had been sucked out, and the world had been left sitting. A bit like one of the ruined villages in the mountains, where the magic had been most extreme, and nothing would grow.