Long time no see, Helga," Leif said, his smirk growing as he stared at the lady who stood in front of him. She was in her witch form, still looking as pretty as always with a cold glare directed towards Leif.
"I didn't wish to see you again, but I have business to do here," Helga replied, drawing back her sword and pointing it at the lord while carefully watching his moves.
"Why don't you leave that and let's have a chat like the old times?" Leif questioned instead, keeping his sword by his side and annoying the witch who was waiting for him to attack.
"No, time changes, you used to say this, Leif, and accept that our time has changed. I hate you for all what your kinds are doing to us," She said, trying to taunt the guy into getting angry, but Leif only smiled before chuckling. He raised his sword up to his left and it slashed a witch's head that was thrown at him. The blood splattered on Leif's face, but he didn't bother to blink, still holding his gaze with Helga.
