{ "Witchcraft..." }
The light, the blue flames in his eye sockets, flickered and burned brighter than ever.
There was a new light of hope in them, something he didn't think he would ever see after being trapped in that place for so long.
The being before him was the most special one he had ever met, and his desire to serve her was as solid as the divine stone.
He had wanted that, but the chains restricting him were the toughest things... or so he had thought until just a moment before.
Witchcraft...
He obviously knew what it was and the person before him had said that she was a witch just a moment before, so he knew what she meant from that question.
It was obvious that she wanted him and he also wanted to serve under her. And if they were talking about witchcraft, one of the most powerful forces of this nature, then his misery, the chains binding him, could very well be shaken off!
