[Lightning lets out a mirthless breath of laughter, choosing to wait on her answer as someone visits their table to ask what they would like. Two beers seems safe and simple enough. It isn't until the girl leaves that she hands the information over.]
The Coven.
[She keeps her voice low enough that only Zack will be able to hear it. The bar isn't too loud, but there's enough background noise that she shouldn't have to worry about anyone eavesdropping. Most of the people are too engaged in their own conversations to care, probably, but she can never be too careful with what she's about to say.]
They're the band of Witches who supposedly run this city. And help other Witches... like me... with magic.
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The Coven.
[She keeps her voice low enough that only Zack will be able to hear it. The bar isn't too loud, but there's enough background noise that she shouldn't have to worry about anyone eavesdropping. Most of the people are too engaged in their own conversations to care, probably, but she can never be too careful with what she's about to say.]
They're the band of Witches who supposedly run this city. And help other Witches... like me... with magic.