Andrew said, "I just want to know if she is really some unforgivable villain, or is there something we don't know yet?"

Eric scoffed immediately. "Please. Spare me the drama. You've been defending that woman from the start. Ever since Joe showed up, I could see it plain as day. Andrew, you've been around. You've slept with your fair share of women, Chantelle included. But you'd better ask yourself: do you really want to mess with a witch? I'm just worried that you'll end up regretting it, because some things just aren't worth the thrill."

That bastard really knew how to strike where it hurt. His words were sharp and painfully accurate.

For once, Andrew was caught off guard, but he let out a cold laugh. He clenched his fists, and the sound of his knuckles cracking echoed through the yard.

Eric tensed up. "What are you doing? I'm just telling the truth. If you hit me again, once I get my martial skills back, I swear I'll fight you to the death!"

Before Andrew could take another