Returning my focus to my grimoire, I teleported to the location where the ICW was being held. Geneva, Switzerland. In a flash, I arrived at the snowy, bustling magical part of the city. I had never visited Switzerland, but from what I could see, it was beautiful. Maybe when the war was over, a vacation to the city would be in order. In front of me stood a massive building with flags and emblems for neutrality, peace, and the ICW. Originally the ICW was supposed to meet in New York, United States, but due to recent developments, it wasn’t possible. I had the distinct feeling it was due to Tobias considering the building it was supposed to be held in was demolished with Fiendfyre. In any event, it was changed to Geneva for its neutrality across the nations and with my own civil war, I wasn’t going to hold it in Avalon. Not that they asked..