The Nihility Nest was slowly opening, signaling that the countdown for the arrival of the "Immortal Earl" had begun.
Although Esmeralda and the other Witches, or the descendants of the twelve patriarchs, had actually never seen Samuel Winston, the Ancestors had, for before they became Ancestors, they were merely servants of the Earl's Castle.
The fear of Count Samuel Winston, like a virus, seeped into the blood of the Thirteen Ancestors, leaving behind a curse, a shadow, passed down generationally, and through years and various changes, the fear not only did not dissipate but became even more intense.
The Witch Leader could feel just how terrifying the Earl about to descend was.
The moment she agreed to Tang Qi's terms, she saw the mist in the depths of the side street shatter, a clanging, magnificent Caravan charging towards them, twisted ghost light surging from within the Caravan, wrapping around both Tang Qi and Esmeralda, pulling them into the vehicle.
