Mysterious guest in the cell
Meanwhile, in a realm far removed from the bustling streets of Scroratint Central, another of Jaegar's allies received the news with a heavy heart. Angelina, a powerful witch and member of the enigmatic order of the Witch Coven, felt her blood run cold as she read the missive detailing Jaegar's arrest.
The Witch Spire, a towering structure of impossible geometry that existed partially outside of normal space and time, was home to some of the most potent and secretive witches in the empire.
Now, as she stood atop one of the Spire's many balconies, overlooking a landscape that shifted and changed with each passing moment, Angelina felt a profound sense of helplessness. The rules that bound members of the Spire were ancient and unyielding.
"Jaegar, my dear child," Angelina whispered as she stared out at the ever-changing horizon.
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