He couldn''t spot any new kill until he looked to his side where three bodiesid. Two days old? Damien figured it out by merely looking at it. Some that looked older than three weeks of dposing bodies. Which meant the vige had been attacked long before he had even passed through this ce. How did no one have a suspicion? A magistrate would often have to report and attend the council meetings so that the council could ensure that everything was going well. Yet, no one had doubted.


    The bodies didn''t give out a bad stench earlier but with him stepping inside the room he could feel the pungent smelling strong. Penny who stood behind him had her hands covered on her mouth and face.


    "How kind of you. As you are so sweet to us, we will be sure to make your death quick without much torture," said the first witch who had spoken to him.


    "That''s very thoughtful of you. Though I cannot keep my word on how would do the same with you both," he saw the ck witch smile.


    "Don''t look so c.o.c.ky, Mr...." the ck witch drawled. Pulling out a sharp knife that looked like a sickle, she ced it above the fire so that it could catch some heat to it, "We have a pureblooded vampire here with us. Dead of course," she said which made him narrow his eyes, wondering who that could be.


    The other witch who had been quiet until now spoke up, "They are all arrogant which makes it that much easy to target and kill. Let him be, sister," said the brte ck witch who appeared sweet and kind by appearance. This was why appearance was deceiving and couldn''t be trusted. The person who looked like amb was the one who was wolf but he couldn''t tell anything about himself.


    "Arrogant?" asked Damien, "You must have not met me. I am Damien Quinn," the red-haired woman''s smile fell down slightly. Catching on to her expression, he said, "It seems that I am very very popr with your sisters. I feel very privileged," he bowed his head.


    "You are the man who had Bathsheba working errands for you," the red-haired witch said which had the other witch''s eyes re down at him.


    "I guess we won''t be nice either," said the brte.


    "No, Gretchen. He killed our sisters. It is only right we offer the same service to him and his girl," her words hadn''t evenpleted when sharp objects were thrown at him. Dragging Penny behind him, he the side of his gun to deflect the ones that were too close, "The damn pureblooded vampires. How unfair that you get to use powers that we seek."


    "I can offer to bite you but I don''t think you would be willing to pick up the truce. Also, I don''t touch low lives like yourself," he said triggering the witch named Gretchen who started to attack him where Penny cowered over before being pulled by the other witch. Penny had taken cover with the chair that was lying behind to push the witch away from her while Damien was busy getting the witch off him.


    With one swift motion, he took hold of the witch by her neck first. mming her against the wall before cing both his hands over her upper and lower mouth, pulling it apart, he tore the witch''s mouth leaving her disfigured and dead.


    Seeing this the red-haired witch stopped ying along with Penny and went at Damien. Her knives on both hands trying to cut him where she didn''t stop even for a single second as Damien continued to dodge her attacks. He moved back, his footsteps quick until he suddenly vanished in thin air to appear behind her. Taking her with one hand, he threw her right across the wall with force for the witch to fall down but get up while wincing in pain.


    "You are strong," shemented.


    Damien nodded his head, "I know."


    "Narist vampire," she said for one side of his lips to pull up.


    "I know that too," he said and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of her with the gun pointing at her forehead, "What are you witches doing camping up here with the pile of dead bodies? ying Halloween?" he asked her, pulling the knob at the top of the gun.


    The ck witch looked fearless as if not caring that he had ced the gun on her forehead, "Why do you want to know? You will be dead before you even leave this ce."


    "Isn''t someone confident?" he asked to have her smiling.


    "I could ask you the same. I truly pity you," she tched as if sad but not really when he felt a sudden jab from behind him. A needle that came out of his back. The witch pushed his hand away to quickly jump out and maintain the distance.


    Penny had a long tube in her hand which at the end had a needle. She looked at Damien as he turned around to look at her as she stood still.


    "How sad. To be killed by the one you think was yourpanion. Or was she your lover?"? asked the ck witchughing at the end of her sentence, "Thest pureblooded vampire didn''t behave well, therefore, we had to discard him but I am sure you will do the deed we have all been wanting to witness."


    "You''re trying to corrupt my heart," he said making the witch smile. Penny came to stand next to the witch, a small smileing upon her face.?Looking at Damien''s shocked expression both the ck witch as well as Penny couldn''t help butugh.


    "Pureblooded vampires are truly easy to trick," said Penny, looking down at the tub she had used to inject the potion into him. The potion was made of spitgrass which helped in triggering a corruption within a vampire.