"Your answer was supposed to be 'No Damien I am fit as a fiddle and am ready to hunt those witches down'," Damien tried mimicking her voice which she was sure that she did not sound like. He chuckled seeing her stare at him, "This is a good place for you to learn. To make use of your entire strength and spells which you have learned in the church. Practicals are always effective and theories," he raised one of his brows as he looked at her, his eyes then moving to look at the trees that breezed air through the forest, "You have been doing well so far, though I should say you would have turned to a fine dish if the black witch had attacked you if I didn't interrupt you both."
"I was doing fine."
