It was a male black witch who was bound to the chair, black blood dripping out of his mouth and his appearance that had turned to its original form, "It is good to see you here," he smelled the air, sniffing with his nose before his head tilted in amusement, "The blood of both white and black that runs in you. How interesting," the witcher didn't care about the two men, or that his life was in threat right now.
Penny didn't react outwardly but internally she was taken aback. It was true that black witches could identify who the other black witches or white witches were but for him to know the kind of parents she had, she pursed her lips.
"Penelope," the witcher called her and it only raised her eyebrows.
"Do you know this ugly bastard?" it was Damien who had turned to look at Penny and ask her the question.
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