"But you know better than me where the truth would lead me if I investigated the death of my family." Olivia narrowed her eyes and fury danced in them.
She knew that Olivia did not try it. But she could feel the oppression. If she was feeling the aura so strongly when she was the strongest witch here as her position as head priestess. How much the other witches would be suffering. She looked around only to see their faces covered with sweat and fear.
"You did not know anything, so do not accuse us falsely." It was hard to speak, but the media still showed strength. The responsibility of the coven lies on her shoulders. She could not be weak in front of an enemy.
