"What are you talking about, Isaiah? You don't know how dangerous it is to let her out of the cell. She's been bitten-"
"That's fucking crazy! You believe my sister's bullshit more than what I've been told is valid. One of the witches I found has proven that Lyla wasn't bitten and that there was never a love spell or any magic that she mastered."
"Are you sure? Anyone could have said that if they were conspiring for evil."
"So you doubt me?" Isaiah didn't seem to like my opinion. I might not have known much about the witch race or anyone else, but I had learned some magic that suited my abilities. That was when I learned that even witches had terrible intentions.
It wouldn't hurt if we were a little wary, considering how dangerous the vampire race was, especially the other races that contracted venom after being bitten by them, and Lyla was one of them.
