There was a small break as everyone settled down after what had just happened. Enforcers cleaned up the sll of blood which was left behind. Witches lit sage and cleansed the air and students of the academy distributed packed drinks labeled Phoenix nectar.
As the guests satisfied themselves on the rare, sweet juice extracted from a flower that only blossod in the harvest of volcanic springs, freshness teased the air. The sound of talking voices increased as neighbors shared opinions on what had happened.
"I always knew that Morrel was one of the bad ones." Dorthy Cook pontificated loudly for all those that cared to hear.
And many did care to hear.
"Can you feel the change in the air? Truly evil has departed from this place." Soone was overheard declaring.
"I cannot believe that assistant dean was a traitor!" One student gossiped with the friend as they returned to their seats.
"The assistant dean did run the academy like a mad house." The friend answered.
There had been no discipline in the last five years. The teachers had lost the zeal to teach. And now, they knew who to point the fingers at for causing all the troubles.
Rufus called for order once again. "As you all know, we have a new head spellweaver obviously you must be curious who it is. Like you already know, the head spellweaver must co from the Spellcaster family. Without wasting a mont, please give a round of applause to welco Sabrina Spellcaster." He made an announcent which drove the crowd into silence.
"What?"
"Sabrina? Ha-ha"
"Sabrina, Sabrina, the terror of the founding lane!"
"This has to be a joke."
Sabrina stood up and waved to the crowd. Her face was neutral, denying the people a chance to speculate on how this sudden change in her life would be affecting. Then, she did sothing surprising, she blew a kiss to the crowd.
The actions relieved so people for they preferred the old Sabrina; she was naughty but at least she was not evil. Odd as it was, that was action of hers reassured the spellweavers. The new head would not be soone up tight with a stick shoved up his ass. Maybe now they could be more creative in the new spells they wove.
"Oh we are so dood." One guardian whispered.
Phoebe initiated the clapping, and the rest followed, imitating the grand guardian but many were full of doubt that the young head of the spellweavers would be up to the task of keeping the world safe from the dangers of the supernatural. Still, they fird their hearts and crossed their fingers. Having ahead spellweaver was better than having no spell weaver at all.
The search ca to an end, and the guests were asked to vacate the academy because there was still much to do. They had demons to hunt and no ti to entertain the parents. Rufus promised that when they survived the supernatural war, there would be a grand celebration at the academy.
Students that had passed were imdiately carted by off by older students and prefects. Rufus was not taking any risks; he did not want them to return to the outside world where evil might contaminate them.
As the others left, those that were participating in the demon hunts remained behind. So mbers of the team which had gone out to capture Gecko followed Rufus to his office, accompanied by family mbers in the know that were curious about the latest developnts.
"Here," As soon as they entered the office, Phoebe handed Rufus the central map. With Enigma's blood, they could trace every demon that he had crossed paths with and when he was turned into a hunting dog, other demons would be wiped out as well.
Old man Lee and six other witches were already working on Enigma at that very mont.
"Thank you, Phoebe." Rufus handed the map to an enforcer so that they could begin hunting imdiately. "Now, chief Cunningham is on my neck does anyone have any leads on Azur." Rufus asked, motioning towards the couches inviting the group to sit.
Robert brushed away nonexistent sweat with a dramatic sigh. "Father we all want to find Azur but even you are aware that it is not a walk in the park. There is enough pressure from within us, we do not need external pressure too. The ghosts should move on, staying here is no good for them." His words echoed the unspoken thoughts of everyone.
"Thank you, Robert." Maureen chid in.
Rufus threw his hands up, giving up on the subject. "I did not an to pressurize you any further, I know the sacrifices you all are making for this mission." Sleep was one as the people with him had not closed their eyes since yesterday.
His words eased the growing tension; he then turned his attention to Sabrina. "You called for this eting, and I am hoping that you at least have done good news for us." A wry smile ford on his lips.
Sabrina gave him a slow, uncertain nod. "I have good news and bad news on where Cillian is." She announced.
"Bad news first." Maureen waved her moon fang dagger carelessly.
Grandma Mayfair clutched onto her chest; a sharp pain nudged at her heart. "He is dead, My Cillian is really dead. There is no way he can be alive and not co ho to . It was too foolish of to hope that the outco would be different." She lanted, drowning in her own tears and presumptions very quickly.
"No-no, I never said that he was! nana you need to calm down." Sabrina quickly corrected. She did not want to be responsible if the old woman dropped dead from shock. "The good news is that I found the country where Cillian is, but I cannot find his exact location and that is the bad news." She let her findings slip to them.
"What do you an that you cannot find his exact location? In which country is he? Why is he out of this country?" Grandma Mayfair shut her eyes tightly, a clenched fist pinned to her chest.
Phoebe rose to her feet first. "We do not have ti for this, let us go there now. We should split into teams one to stay here in case there is news about Azur and one to go to this country and find grandpa's location." She suggested.
"Mother make it three teams, I could feel strong demonic presence at the founding council headquarters. Demons have been frequenting that place lately. Tell Rufus to beef up security at the main building more than anywhere else." Star told her.
"Why?" Phoebe asked, silently.
"That is where Ravana's prison is. The main building is sitting on it." Star replied.
Star's words hit like a punch to the diaphragm; a sharp hiccup escaped before Phoebe could stop it.
"Honey are you alright? You look pale. Co to think of it, you have not had good sleep in over a day, perhaps you should be on the team that stays here." Edward suggested, worried.
He was not the only one that was worried, everyone was looking at her with anxious eyes as if her water could break at any mont.
Waving the free hand dismissively, Phoebe assured her father and everyone that she was okay. "I will sleep on the way to this other country." She told them.
"Not if we teleport there." Rufus responded.
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