The package that had been saved for months to use it against the pureblooded vampires now was getting burnt in the forest, going up in flames while leaving smoke up in the forest. Elliot who had been waving his hands next to it while enjoying the little victory against the black witches while also knowing how furious they would be once they would find out that their last stack of spitgrass was being burned down with nothing else to grow where they would never be able to create a potion to trigger corruption in the vampires or pureblooded vampires heart.
The fire and smoke started to fizzle out when he turned around to look at the two love birds who were standing on the other side hugging each other.
Penny enjoyed the warm embrace of Damien, listening to his heart which was turning back to its usual beats and she pulled away to look at him. His eyes still black but his face had cleared of any veins that had popped up earlier.
