The Witch Is a Bitch

~YOUNGBLOOD RESIDENCE~

The white-robed man was sitting calmly, sticking to the place like he was glued, where he had been told to, without moving even an inch since the past two hours, not knowing what exactly had been happening around. He was looking calm, but his mind was in uproar, his brain was screaming all sorts of things to him, and his heart was in chaos too. He didn’t know what was going to happen. He was none other than Valor himself.

While his body was relaxed, his eyes never stopped moving even for a second. They were rotating in all sorts of directions and he was doing this to just keep himself sane and relaxed. One more time, he rolled his eyes to all the nooks and corners of that dark room observing each parts and scanning them, when he heard the sound of door opening and some light rays entering the room illuminating it like a candle lightened the dark place.