Bab 702: The wait- Part 1

Damien stood in front of the cell, surrounded in the smell of the iron bars and blood that was rotten causing a pungent smell in the air around them right now. Hearing what the human had to say about the black witches now that they were alone, he stared at her with his dark red eyes while the woman smiled. 

"You think you are smart just because you caught and framed me catching me off guard?" she asked him. 

He, in turn, said, "Don't you think it was brilliant? I thought you would be better than this but who knew that you were this easy to be caught and put behind in the cell in here. I don't know why but I feel this strange feeling as if I achieved something that the others couldn't," one side of his lips pulled up into a smile. 

"Don't get ahead of yourself boy. Just because of one mistake-"