Inside a large observation tower imbued with unknown magic. The herta sat on her chair reading the newest volume of whatever the hell struck her fancy that day. she had long light brown hair and purple eyes. She wore a black and purple witch dress with thigh highs and a large witch hat…her aura of self importance and self confidence was already choking the air…she had a rather flat chest yet thick thighs.

“Hmmmm? I can already sense you are here…i already predicted you would be here by 13 minutes and 55 seconds. Hmm? You arrived 13 minutes and 30 seconds ago? My guess is off, who cares. Anyways please state whatever you want…before I get bored. Geniuses like me get bored HELLA fast.”