Lette sat with his back to the dining hall, basking in the sun on the corridor.
Lilith leaned against the window, teasing his ear with her hair, "What are you thinking about?"
"I was thinking, since Emily is an all-element Mage, the original seven witches might not have been divided by elements.
Initially, I thought she was the Wind Witch, then I learned about the Blood Witch and the Light Witch.
This led me into a mistaken assumption.
Come to think of it, Elemental Mages are just one branch of the broader category of mages.
There are also Sorcerers, Alchemists, Blood Sacrifice Sorcerers, and Druids.
Their witch plan must be grander, not limited to magic elements.
That was my habitual thinking."
Buzz!
A magic array unfolded within the dining hall, and Emily, covered in wounds, fell to the ground. As the blessing's light on her body shone, she suddenly sat up and gasped for air.
Lette didn't turn his head, "How much time this time?"
