1090 Silvana

Priya stared at the woman in shock. She introduced herself as the daughter of Queen Sylvan, the founder of the Sylvan Coven, where Priya and a few of the others present had grown up.

If she chose to take it up, the leadership of the Sylvan Coven was hers by birthright. Though, after all this time, she might choose to step aside and let the younger generations lead while she advised and reintroduced the old ways that the Rebel Witches were working toward.

Power surged, and her aura flared as the rest of the circle transferred power to her to begin the cleansing.

Her mana control was precise and refined, and the cleansing was drawing much less than Wolfe had expected, while blowing away the corruption on the undead with a gentle breeze.

She was doing them all at once, most likely so that anyone who had become a zombie didn't attack the first to rise. But it felt nearly effortless, until she began the healing portion.