Damien pulled the man back to the cell, tying his legs and hands back in the shackles. Rotating the chain around him before looking at his handiwork. He pulled the chains to make sure it was tight enough,
“You can use your spells again to unlock all the chains but that is again going to take an hour or two more,” Damien gave the black witcher a smile who looked absolutely annoyed by him, “How did you learn to do that? The little switch that you did.”
Isaiah’s head drooped down with the number of times Damien had rammed his head against the wall after the first two times. Penny who stood outside the cell with Sylvia was confused by this man’s behavior. When they saw him today, she had thought everything was a farce but there was something about him which she couldn’t put her finger on to.
His threats were empty which she knew he wouldn’t act on. If he wanted to, he would have left last night after freeing himself from the chains in here. Yet, he had stayed around. And now he even got beaten. It was just a little confusing right now.
It was as if he were testing her, but the question now was how did he share the same ability as Damien?
Damien picked up the bat which he had used earlier, “Don’t tell me you stayed around to hit on my woman, especially if you can apparate and disapparate like that,” he tapped the bat on his hand, ready to blow the black witchers’ face.
The black witcher appeared to be in shock, staring at Damien as if he was a different being he wasn’t aware of.
“How can you do that?!” Isaiah looked evidently shocked.
Damien threw his head back slightly, running his fingers through his hair to say, “I am a man born with many talents, unlike you worthless peasants,” tilting down to the normal position he asked, “What did you expect?” Penny turned her head so that the man wouldn’t catch her expression for what Damien just said right now. She turned her head back again, curious to find out how this man here could apparate as Damien did.
“I received it from the forbidden magic,” Isaiah replied, “I tapped into the forbidden magic while I was still trying to save my brother’s life. I couldn’t resist it. When I found I used it,” there was a hint of shame in his voice over his lack of control over wanting the forbidden magic.
“You got it by chance?” Penny questioned him.
He shook his head, “There was a parchment I found a few years ago. It had the inscription there. I thought it was going to help my brother heal but it was the forbidden magic and not white magic that I touched that day. But you aren’t a witch,” he said looking at Damien, still confused with it.
“Weren’t you listening to me earlier? I was born with it,” Damien deadpanned.
Isaiah appeared to be in deep thought before something dawned upon him, “It is the rare gift of the pureblooded vampires but you have it too,” he said looking at Penny, “You have the ability to heal even though you aren’t a vampire.”
Neither Penny nor Damien commented on it.
“You said you were going to let me help Penelope.”
“That is before you tried to hit me,” pointed Damien receiving a grimace look from the witcher.
“I will help her…” the witcher stated but this time it wasn’t Damien but Penny who doubted him.
“How do we believe that?” Especially considering his fluctuating thoughts and decision which had changed overnight, she didn’t know if they could believe him.
“You have my word, milady,” this man was a chameleon and Penny wasn’t going to fall for it.
She narrowed her eyes at him before saying, “Alright. I will take your word over the oath bond.”
“Oath bond?” Isaiah asked, he and the other two in the cell room gave her a questionable look at her as they had never heard about it before.
She gave him a nod, “Like the pureblooded vampires, the witches have had their own bonds because of the mistrust and disloyalty to each other. Years ago, the witches used it to uphold the words given to the other person. If a person breaks the bond, he or she will first feel immense pain in the heart. If continued it will cease to beat. Are you ready for it?”
The black witcher stared at her for a few seconds, “Okay.”
Penny whispered something under her breath before asking him, “Do you give your word to never betray us? To never help my mother.”
“Yes, on the same note I do like that bitch,” the white witcher added.
“Do you give your word that you will help us with anything when it comes to the knowledge you have acquired while not speaking a word of what you saw today?” she gave a look at Damien before shifting her eyes back at him as if meaning to say to keep his mouth sealed about Damien’s ability.
The man nodded her head again, “Yes.”
Penny again whispered something under her breath and she then said, “The oath bond has been placed. You have given your word, Mr. Isaiah. I think we are good to release him.”
The witcher was released and Sylvia walked with him leaving the cells and taking him towards the mansion. While Damien and Penny made their way out of the dungeon, she heard Damien ask her,
“I didn’t know there was a bond for the witches until now. I don’t think anyone even knows that it exists if they did the witches would have worked much efficiently. Was it written in aunt Isabelle’s books?”
“No, it wasn’t there,” she scratched the back of her head.
“Where did you pick it up from?”
She gave him a sheepish smile, “It actually doesn’t exist,” seeing him raise one of his brows she continued, “I just made it up to make sure he wasn’t lying.”
“What a smart mouse I have.”
