No sooner had her words rested on his ears did his gaze turn so drastically fast. The fear in her spiked, the shock and surprise of her knowledge had rattled him. His rage and anger directed at her. She could feel his hand on her hair holding her making her face him. Her lavender eyes wide and full of shock and fear. She wanted to cry and wail, but she knew that would not help her. Biting the inside of her cheek till she tasted blood in her mouth to keep from crying.<br/><br/>His hands wrapped around her neck she could feel the air becoming thinner, his voice becoming an echo. But just as quick as her air had been taken he gave it back releasing his hold on her. She gasped and coughed as the air forced itself back into her lungs. Between her panting and his screaming rant she was able to make out a few choice words.<span style="font-style: italic">Father, sacrifice, pay.</span>Her eyes went wide again with panic as her mind registered the words. Her mind panicking as she say the gleaming knife "Please no" she begged.<br/><br/>But as she watched the hunter's face it's as if something she had said had registered, but as she saw his tortured expression. The sorrow in her wished to help ease it away, he took a step back. the clatter of the knife as it hit the ground eased her own soul. Taking in a deep breath as she sighed heavily in relief, her eyes closed as she reveled in the relief. Before she could open her eyes, there the Hunter was at her side on his knees. Asking of the girl that he had slain as a child. Sorrow dripped from his voice, the deep regret it was all so much to bare.<br/><br/>"She was" she replied seeing the anguish it gave him. Again another question,<span style="font-style: italic">"How?"</span>. That was a good question, but not one she couldn't answer right away. The bonds loosening, a moan of relief escape her. But quickly her relief is covered in concern and worry for the hunter who now grasp's at her skirt in confusion and sorrow. Her hand reached out, a part of her still wary of this man. Who had moments ago had not only his hands around her neck but a knife had been there earlier in the night. But even this did not stop her hand from it's destination. The caress of black tendrils under her fingers was soft as she moved her hand to cup his jaw. She swallowed hard to try and keep her resolve. "The girl is at peace, I was able to do so before you shot me" she said her voice harsher then she had wanted it. Again another inward sigh as she gathered her will together, "I will show you what side must be dealt with" she said her eyes a darker shade of lavender.<br/><br/>A part of her sank into her stomach, was she seriously gonna help this hunter catch other witches? And if she told him of the war that he had no idea was going. Would he tell his kind? And what if he were to know the truth that behind her soft eyes laid a child who had brought a Master Mage to his death with her anger. Would she also pay for they life she took, if her mother was alive would he let her go? Or...or... her mind swam. With question's and question's that she was not sure she would want to know now or ever.