"Dravadon, you are dravadon." she said in shock as she quickly stood up on her feet conjuring tow daggers at both sides of her hands taking a defensive stance.
"You are Elena's daughter?." He asked causally tilting his head to the side, "Who knew that bike witch could create such a beautiful creature." he said with a smile making the witches face heat up in embarrassment with her adverting her gaze to hide her flushed cheeks.
"You are weak bloodied and from your smell poisoned, yet you still want to fight me, I do not know if to refer your act as stupidity or cowardness." he said with a chuckle.
"How about loyalty towards the witches and hate towards you?."
He chuckled outloud in humor at her words entrancing the red haired witch who couldn't tear her gaze away from him, drawn, lured and captured in the perfection of his physique from his long jet black hair to his beautiful pair of ash colored eyes.
