229 A Gentle Nudge
The witches lined up outside Wolfe's room that evening were strangely silent. A combination of the nervousness about the process that would help repair the damage to their auras as well as the slightly oppressive pressure of the increased mana density in that hallway, gave the whole lineup an air of solemnity that nobody could seem to break.
Many of them had done this before, and while it was a startling experience, there was no need for such a serious atmosphere, but the pressure of the mana-gathering array kept them from lightening the mood.
It wasn't just the hallway, though. Even the Second Rank witches were beginning to give off a similar air of power that the rest of the witches could feel right down to their bones, warning them that the more powerful witches were in charge by their very nature.