"I'll try my best, My Lord."
Raven lifted her head, looking into one of the crows that began to fly away from the Oberon Manor. Her red-blood eyes seemed to emit a bright red light. She took a deep breath before speaking, "Fall."
Within seconds, the raven instantly lost its ability to fly and fell. Raven caught the crow, gripping its neck as if she wanted to crush its bones right then and there.
"Who sent you here?" Raven's voice echoed through the air. When she closed her eyes, a strong gust of wind hit her. Her black hair flew in all directions and pointed red horns slowly appeared on her head.
Damian was holding the carriage that was swaying slightly because of the wind. He stood between Raven and Roxana to prevent the Duchess from being affected by Raven's magic.
