Damien, being the shameless man he was, found a man staring at Penny and he asked, "My lover is beautiful, isn't she?" 

The black witch who had been staring at her, snapped his eyes away from Penny to look at the man who had come with her. People didn't know why but they found the girl to be quite alluring looking like a delicious meal that was waiting to be torn and eaten. 

Penny didn't miss the way the people looked at her and it was making her skin crawl with every pa.s.sing second. 

The man didn't know how to respond with this sudden question and he turned away his head but that didn't mean his concentration had been moved from the girl. Damien then asked the woman who was serving at the nearest table, "Where is the bathroom?" 

Penny's eyes widened at this. He wasn't planning on leaving her here, was he?

"It is right there in the corner," the woman smiled at the man and then went back to taking the order when Penny could see the woman's nails that were black in color. 

She gave Damien a look that showed no expression at all and was rather pa.s.sive looking as he said to her, "I will be back soon, honey."

And Damien left to use the bathroom. 

Penny went back to looking at her vegetables that were placed in front of her in the bowl for her to eat. Then came the question,

"You haven't eaten your food. Do you want to serve you something else?" asked the woman who turned back as if she was not going to give out the order that the customer at the other side of the table had just given her.

The expression on the woman's face spoke volumes as if wanting to know why she wasn't touching the food that was given to her. It was as if she and the rest of the people were waiting to see her eat the food that was served to her. 

Penny looked up at the woman, giving her a queasy smile, "Pardon me, I am not that hungry."

The server gave her a look, a smile that was constant like a statue before her expression turned, "Let me ask the kitchen cook if he can prepare something light for you. I am sorry but I heard part of your conversation about you both. You look very pale at the moment, have you been sleeping?"

Penny gave a tight smile, "Yes," she had slept more than well. 

"You must be very stressed," the woman gave out a concerned look and Penny felt like the clock was ticking faster and faster along with her heart beating loud enough for her to be able to hear it. 

Damien had only left and the woman had approached her right away, "I am fine but thank you for worrying," Penny wondered how life would have been if Damien and Penny did elope but then why would they elope? Asked Penny to herself. 

As if one person was not enough, the man who had been sitting on the other side of the table next to Damien came forward to almost place his hand on her when Penny moved it away to the other side, 

"If you want I can help you take to the workplace," maybe if Penny didn't have the vision she was currently having, she would have given a thought that the man was trying to be helpful while wanting to take advantage but right now, the way she looked at him, his intentions seemed cruel and nothing ethical that she was looking forward to.

"Let's wait for my man to arrive," she said to the man's words and as if he didn't hear what she just said, the man tried to come closer around the table and just when he went to place his hand again on hers, Penny pulled out the needle from her pocket and jabbed it into his hand, making him wince in pain. 

"AH!" the man cried at the main as the tip of the needle stung along with the poison that it was made with. This brought other people's attention even more. 

"How hard is it for you to understand what I am speaking?" asked Penny to the man but she didn't pull it out. In less than five seconds, the man turned to dust in front of everyone that had everyone look at them in shock. 

The black witches suddenly turned alert at the thought that the woman and man who had stepped in here were witch hunters who had come to hunt them. The woman server who had served them was the next person to attack Penny and she threw the needle right at her neck turning her to dust.

Damien had only stepped out of the bathroom to see the little chaos that had only begun. He pulled out his revolver without wasting another second, he continued to shoot the people one after another who got closer to him and Penny who was using the chair to stop the witches from coming closer to her. 

Using her hand, she swirled it around to have the alcohol come out of the gla.s.s and splash it on the black witcher's face before throwing the little capsule that blasted in the witcher's face with fire. Both Damien and Penny fought and killed the black witches whilst a few of the black witches came to realize that the witch hunters who had arrived were strong and they escaped from the place. 

"Will you be able to handle it alone?" Damien asked Penny when he saw some of them flee from here. 

"Go ahead. I will be fine," Penny a.s.sured to see him quickly step out of the store. 

She was already in the advantage of the ability therefore she used all the possible liquids that were in here to sting and burn the witch's eyes while also lighting them on fire. For one she felt the satisfaction of killing them as Penny was not only doing it alone but she was able to handle it without any backup. 

Damien hurried outside to catch up with the black witches, shooting and killing them one after another. The village wasn't a medium-sized one due to which many of the witches had fled into the forest. When Penny had mentioned the witches being present, he had made sure to count the number of people so that they could be sure to have nailed every single witcher down. 

Returning back to the inn, Damien caught Penny who was sitting on the floor as she huffed for air. 

He gave her his hand and she took it to stand up and hear him say, "Those looked like normal black witches."

Penny nodded at him, "No transformed black witches so far."