Vivian drew a shroud around herself and shrank back down to 3 inches before Moving. Now that she was already in Ireland, Moving didn't take much magic. She disappeared in a cloud of black glittery smoke and Moved to her desired location. Amongst the dense dark woods, there stood a cozy little stone and log shack, housing the most powerful Dark Witch she's ever had the pleasure of knowing. Sorcha would help her, she was the most reliable person for the job that Vivian had in mind.