Witch and her pets. Brush A.

I can not stand magicians! They will not break, they will destroy, do not kill, so rest. Their manic desire to destroy evil spirits infuriates. Where is tolerance? Where, in the end, respect for living and inanimate nature?

That's why I, Matilda, daughter of Bastinda, moved from the city to the wilderness. In order to do without interference to do your favorite thing - breeding rare magic creatures. I decided, so to speak, to organize a reserve. And what? The magician appeared! Impudent and absolutely confident that I need me. save. And he began to cause good with all his might. Now the question is: how to be with him? Class? Damn? Or maybe bewitched?