"Take a seat."
Even though Julianne had encountered Cassandra countless times, and despite the latter's approachable demeanor, she could not help but feel nervous in the presence of this woman.
In front of Cassandra, she would always be at a loss.
The spacious manor was sans servants; Cassandra did not like to interact with outsiders, and aside from a few close disciples, she almost never met with anyone.
What maintained the manor's operations were... Voodoo Dolls and animals.
The creation of the dolls was more complex, involving Transcendent Materials and Arrays, while the animals active here were all poor creatures under a curse.
Cassandra would stuff human souls into the bodies of animals, her abilities were far more powerful, and the side effects much lesser, many of whom even retained the memories of their human lives.
But they could only wander around this vast manor, unable to leave even for half a step.
Cassandra reclined languidly on the sofa.