Darius was still lounging on the green house where one of the fights began patcularily violent. So much fire began scarring that part of the forest just as a figure grew to enormous proportions. He watched as n all white figure shot out of the trees and attacked the figure. Squinting he saw the girl with white hair, white lingerie, and brilliant white wings. She was like his polar opposite, she was innocent where he was sinful. She radiated with softness, while he radiated danger.<br/>Darius was just about to jump up and demand why she was not by the lords side whenever a gentle wind blew.<br/>Since he had once been of the divine his senses were ten times better than that of most creatures. The wind carried her scent and he smelt it carefully. His chuckle was deep in his chest, it rumbled like thunder.<br/>"Witch." He said dismissivly, leaning back lazily.<br/><br/>(If anyone wants darius to help just make it obvious.)