<span style="font-style: italic">“Could you stop that?You're making me nervous</span>That wasn't what he expected to hear. Nonetheless, as a gest of courtesy, he stopped the knife playing. Her eyes were changing their look constantly and Damien could feel that something was bothering her. Something didn't settle right. Was it that she was about to betray her kind and show him the way or that she was still alive and breathing, sitting on front of a hunter? So many question as his eyes stuck in her lavender gaze.<span style="font-style: italic">"Damn, her eyes are beautiful"</span>he cought himself thinking. But on the next second, as he realized what he was thinking, anger got to him. He restrained it.<span style="font-style: italic">"Don't fall to the witch's charms"</span>his mind said. So he didn't.<br/><br/>Her last words snapped him away from his thoughts. He knew she couldn' trust him. Hell, he didn't her either. But the way she spat the word "Hunter", the way her eyes changed. She was getting cocky and more confident.<span style="font-style: italic">"I'm not gonna let her stomp on me. She is playing with my feelings."</span><br/><br/>His eyes, darker than ever, suddenly flew at hers like two black arrows. Damien wouldn't let a witch get the best of him so he let his wild and crafty smile shade his face. "I didn't kill you, did I? I promise you that no harm will come upon you as long as you do the same. So, do we have a deal? 'Witch'?" The last was spat out of his mouth the same way she did.<br/><br/>Damien was ready. Ready for everything. To kill, to bleed, to fight. But as much as he wouldn't let it be clear, he wouldn't harm her. He didn't know why. He just wouldn't. Then it hit him... a dangerous idea but it would work and, moreover, test how much he could trust the witch.<br/><br/>He stood up and with a grin he looked at her.<br/><br/>"How about we take a 'Magic Oath'? I heard your kind does this when they want to make sure that their promises are kept. I know there is no comming back a magic oath, and no braking it. If one betrays the other then death comes to claim the treacherous soul. Is this trustworthy enough for you?" he said waiting.