"I don’t have time for this crap," Mathena hissed. "Release me or I swear to God, Xeon, the witch, that Maribel will be the least of your concern, I'm going to cut your penis."
Xeon paled at the stark threat in her voice but stubbornly held his ground.
"I need your word, witch! Your word that you’ll help me find Mathena before I release you."
"And just how the hell am I supposed to give you my word? I'm not a bloody witch, sort of… I was... I can't do a thing aside from annoying you to death," Mathena narrowed her gaze.
"Do you think I didn't notice?"
"Notice what?"
"You are healing so fast for an ordinary witch without even casting a spell. You are without a doubt, Maribel."
She furrowed her brow as if he was crazy, "What the hell are you trying to say?"
He scoffed, "For starters,
