Matthew took out a vial of pungent potion, unscrewed the cap, and held the mouth of the bottle beneath Fili's nose.
Before long, Fili's nose twitched. The refreshing scent rushed into her nostrils, and she quickly woke up.
"How did I... pass out...?" Fili's long lashes trembled slightly. She rubbed her aching temples, suddenly remembered that she had been fighting just moments ago, and immediately opened her eyes. The moment she saw Matthew, her heart settled.
"The Hag was driven back, but she's very good at hiding. I couldn't find where she was concealed," Matthew said.
"The Hag escaped?" Fili sighed in relief. "It's normal that you couldn't find her. Hags come and go like ghosts. Even Court Wizards need to send out a team of Wizards of the same level to handle Hag incidents. I never expected us to encounter a Level Two Wizard Hag this time."
Hags were rare to begin with, and those that developed to the level of a Level Two Wizard were even rarer. Hags needed blood sacrifices to cultivate Meditation Methods and spells, so they usually attracted attention and extermination efforts during their development.
"The Hag's target is you. Although we drove her back this time, I think she may not have gone far. She might still be peeking from the shadows, waiting for a chance to strike again," Matthew warned.
"She probably wanted to seize my body..." Fili recalled the Hag's greedy gaze and shuddered. She could not help feeling fortunate that Mr. Gellman had been traveling with her. Otherwise, she would have died before even leaving Green Mist Marsh.
Matthew walked over to the two captives and searched their memories.
These Wizards truly had been part of the merchant caravan Old Simi led last time. After encountering the Hag, they had relied