The leader of the visiting witches smiled at Wolfe while the volunteers were flocked with well-wishers. There was no denying that they were proper witches now. They had an aura, a Familiar, and they were growing in power at an astounding rate as their bodies adapted to the changes that Wolfe had made.
The scene was so chaotic that nobody even noticed Mary sitting along the wall, mollifying a very upset Pup, or the fact that she never went up to summon her second Familiar.
The Captain nudged Wolfe with her shoulder and gave him a wink. "You understand that power of yours is going to make you a very popular person when you get to our village, right? We might need to get in and immediately sneak out to get your payment before anyone learns what has happened here, or the local government won't want to let you leave without making a deal of some sort.