WARLOCK'S WORDS

"She's alive," the warlock said in shock as he realized the truth,

"I can't believe Delilah lied to me. She told me Wanda's twin didn't survive but what I saw today is enough to prove her wrong, I will get my daughter back at all cost," his hand that was coiled into a ball with something inside, mashed it to powdery bits.

He paced angrily around the living room, his hand on his chin, furrowed eyebrows, and his aged pet crow who was taking a nap was awakened by the banging of the table close to his cage,

"Roo, you don't understand! Don't give me that look, your nap isn't more important than what I just found out."

The terrified crow shook its head at regular intervals, trying to assimilate all its master had just said,

"What did you just find out, master?" The black old crow inquired from the powerful warlock who was busy thinking about everything that happened earlier,

"My daughter is alive."

Roo shook his head as if he was trying to get something off his head,

"Wanda?" He questioned