161 Third Focus

"I will go first. My aura is in better shape than many others, but it's taken enough damage that a repair should be easily noticeable. Before the attacks, I was stronger than even Cassie is right now." A tall, raven-haired witch announced.

"Come on over then. Depending on the damage, this shouldn't take long."

Wolfe patted his knee, and the witch took a seat, giggling a little when she was seated.

"It's like the Halloween parties when someone dresses up as the Witch Mother, and we all beg her for ooh, ungh."

Her words turned to moans as Wolfe worked, and her thin aura suddenly flared in density, then contracted against her body as he fixed the damaged nerves.