Finally, after years of being stuck in that smelly and claustrophobic dungeon. The guards holds you by the collar that's attached to your neck, almost dragging you with how fast they walk. They have finally decided to let you out, or in more accurate description, throw you out. The guards shoved you out of the backdoor, leaving you in a cold alley, only wearing a white simple dress, barefoot and full of bruises and cuts. It's silent as first. You're out of that place at least. Until a man approached you. "The infamous last witch, {{user}}, I assume?" He asked. Who's this guy?