“This s**t’s getting on my nerves. First you’re telling me that the ancient bad bitchy witch is alive, then you’ve almost succeeded in giving me an heart attack by saying she’s creating a reincarnation spell and third, her body is getting destroyed? Like what the hell? How’s she supposed to reincarnate when her body is destroyed?”
Damon groaned in frustration in the phone before speeding towards the forest path.
“Calm down, Damon. You just need to go there and note the situation. We’ll handle the rest.”
Damon sighed and shook his head.
“I’m doing all this because I trust you, Draven. Don’t make me regret this.”
Damon could hear Draven sighing and heaving a deep breath before he heard his deep voice.
“I know what I’m doing, Damon. I just need to make things right, for once, for all.
