Raven lifted his head to look at the young man in front of him and took out a small, dull colored stone. "I tracked down the sorcery and it was from the witch far at the South. Though, her location moved often." He explained, letting the small, solid stone rolled on his palm.

"This is a kind of spell that could turn any living thing into a stone, and I believe they only have 30 days until they became statues, forever." The priest muttered something that couldn't be heard, but then he stopped himself. "I'm sorry, my lord. But, the witch's motives are still unknown. I could track down her last location, but I can't guarantee that she will be there."

As Raven explained their circumstances, a middle-aged man came into the room with his head held high. "Then, your power is comoletely useless, dear Priest. What's the point of chasing the witch if we can't even catch her?"

"I-"

"Silence. Forgive my rudeness, my lord. But, I offer you another easy choice. We could just ignore Queen Ashley's Kingdom, and find another candidates." The man smiled smugly, and Raven shot a disgusted look on him. How horrible of that man, to just ignore people and let them die like that.