Parang anumang minuto ay sasabog ang utak ni Chaeyoung sa iba pang pinagsasabi ng matanda. Everything that comes out of is cryptic. Hindi ito maabsorb ng utak niya. Hindi naman siya slow talaga pero wala siyang maintindihan. Most powerful clan? Disappeared after the Renovamen? Ano yung mga yon? Descendant of Sybil Park? Sino naman yon? Nababaliw na ba talaga ito? 

"Wala ka pa rin bang maintindihan? Poor child. Sino bang mga magulang ang nagpalaki sayo at mukhang wala kang kaalam-alam sa tunay na pagkatao mo? Mukhang kailangan pa yatang sa akin manggaling ang katotohanan." nakangising sabi nito sa kanya. "Señorita, we," she pointed to herself and Chaeyoung. "are witches. Sorcerers, magicians, shaman. Sige isama mo na rin ang mga mangkukulam at albularyo. Maraming tawag sa atin sa mundong ito. But the point is we all have one thing in common, we have magic and powers! Iba-iba nga lang ang manifestations. In my case, I do potions." 

She stood closer to Chaeyoung and inspected her. She sniffed her smell, then flicked her eyes at the Familiar. "In your case…hmm….let's say na I find it weird. I am very sure that you're from the Park's bloodline because of that necklace pero bakit sobrang hina ng kapangyarihan na nararamdaman ko sayo? Your clan's expertise and specialty is casting spells! Kaya nga sa inyo palagi nanggagaling ang mga nagiging Supremo ng komunidad natin noon." kunot noo na pahayag nito. "But maybe…that's the price to pay for failing the Renovamen. Your whole clan was exiled and you lose everything. How pitiful. Once one of the most powerful but now...hay. You are at the bot