"Lady Dara..." Taehyung said as he and his friends bowed down to the female.
Jungkook was about to open his mouth to explain but stopped after the older gave him a look.
"I knew. Namjoon told me on the way here." She said as she took in the other witch.
"When will they stop?" She mumbled to herself.
The redhead witch look at Dara in recognition and snarled at her.
"Traitor." She said through gritted teeth.
Lady Dara's face is unreadable, like she has been through this countless times before.
The witch spat at her, receiving a blow from the blunt side of Taehyung's sword.
"Be careful, witch." He said in a low and dangerous voice.
"Why did I am the only one who needs to be careful? Why not her too?" The witch retort.
" Even if we're the same kind, I'm not as low as you." Dara said, crouching down beside her.
"If I were you, I would watch my pretty mouth. You know I have he gift to look into the small mind of yours."
The Lady put her hand on the top of the witch's head.
The witch smiled.
"It seems that you forgot your daughter." She pointed out.
Her statement made Dara halt and slowly look her in the eye.
"What did you say? "
"Your daughter. The daughter you left behind for that man. The daughter that you forgotten."
The witch continue when no one replied.
"Not that I'm not thankful you left her with us to shape as a child of war. I'm delighted you did. We are delighted you did. "
Dara rise and step away, eyes wide with shock.
"If you took her with you to be with that man, she would have been weak like you. But you didn't, and so she grew to be the most vicious creature ever. She's the opposite of your feeble self."
Dara's face drained out of all colours.
"Stop. Stop." She pleaded, her eyes burning, holding back tears now threatened to spill over.
" Do you know who done it? The massacre at the Salte Village?" The witch continued, seeing that her tactic worked.
"Stop. Please stop." Dara stumbled backwards.
"It's your daughter, Jisoo"
Something snapped in Dara.
She get her feet beneath herself, snatched Jin's sword from its sheath and launched herself towards the witch.
The sword went clean through the witch's heart.
Dara is panting, tears wetting her beautiful face.
She plopped down on the floor.
"I'm so sorry." She said, her voice muffled over her cupped face.
"Someone please call Ji Yong." Jin whispered to no one in particular.
"I'm so sorry."
