I noticed the old woman as she was putting some ointment on a wolf’s hind leg that was badly burned. “who is that woman” I asked my uncle as I looked at the old woman. “That is one of my oldest and dearest friends. Her name is Hannah. She is a witch. An extremely powerful witch” he answered as the old woman looked up at us and it looked like she floated right in front of us. She was a very small lady with long solid white hair to her knees. Her skin was all wrinkled but her blue eyes shined just as bright as that blast of light that killed the demons. “You are the one that sent the blast of light” I said in aww. “Yes dear, that was a spell to rid us of those nasty little monsters.” She answered as she giggled a little. “Thank you for that” I told her. “Oh don’t thank me dear. I am just do
