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In the morning, they left the small town where the Inquisition had found its new base. They headed to the village where the summoners were more active.

«What is the plan to attract attention?» Florian asked. He was driving, so he couldn't move his eyes away from the road.

Vera was sitting on the passenger seat, observing the scenery.

«They'll notice me without any need to do anything,» she replied.

«Is that so?»

«They won't miss me. I mean, if they do, we can sleep cosy dreams because there's not one chance they summon anything if they can't recognise a dark witch.»

«Aren't you worried, Miss Bogdan?»

«Worried?» she chuckled. «You two have my back. What should I be worried about?»