Cell (Patreon)

Hexia: “I’m a small business owner. A witch… ehhh it’s like a fun tagline. It’s part of my brand.”

Armand leaned against the bars of the cell, his eyes glinting with a mix of curiosity and disdain as he continued.

Armand: "A witch” He laughed mockingly “More like a crazed drug dealer, casting ‘little spells’ here and there—nothing too dangerous, but enough to stir up trouble and take precious resources. Scamming our subjects. She’s been a thorn in our side for years. A nuisance, as I said."

Hexia: “Hey... Innocent until proven guilty.”