The sorcerer, shrouded in his enigmatic black robe, began to walk deliberately around in front of Camila, Meirah, and Susan. His slow, measured steps added an eerie tension to the atmosphere.
He paused first in front of Susan, who sat there with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, not knowing what to expect. His emerald green eyes peered into her soft brown chocolaty eyes mixed with the gold freckles around her irises.
In a deep, resonant voice, the sorcerer began to speak, his words carrying an otherworldly weight. "I sense in you a person with a kind heart, but at times, perhaps, a little too trusting and naive. You have a tendency to see the good in people, which is admirable, but it can also make you susceptible to being taken advantage of." He said.
Susan blinked, her eyes widenin
