"Witches," I muttered in disbelief, I mean, what else do you call women flying in the air on brooms.
The lore was there, the movies and films talked about it, and here were Bettany and her flying friends proving it.
"System, I expect a lot for this, a lot, like plenty of stuff" I emphasized.
[Then you better hope your luck is at its best]
"What do you mean my luck? Are you seeing what I am about to face?"
[There is a reason why there are no consequences for failing or not attempting this punishment.]
Fortunately, the system was right and I could bolt away at any time.
Taking deep breaths, something I was beginning to do a lot lately, I concluded on the current situation.
If Bettany was here, then so was Mike and the fact that Bettany was with three other women meant that Mike wouldn't also be alone.
At this point, it was obvious that their target was the English secretary and, wait!!
