Rama watched the event that was playing before her eyes, but she didn't say a word, he was angry enough, but still she wondered why he hadn't taken the dagger out. It appeared painful, but he didn't wince in pain or grimace, there was only a bland expression on his face.
It was obvious the witch had placed a dark hex on him with the poisoned dagger she used to stab him before her gory end.
It seemed she was enthusiastic enough to have the zeal to make him suffer even being aware she would die at the end, she still wanted him to have a taste of pain.
The witches were dark beings and she didn't take a liking to them, particularly from the short encounter she had with the dead one, when she tried to claw her guts out, but she was pleased with their feelings of revulsion toward Draco.
His soft wheezing broke her out of her trance and she almost jumped, knowing he probably read her thoughts.
