Veleno walked up to the bared prison. The bars were enchanted with Dark magic as well as the entire cell. Minus the سب, سب سے اوپر layer of the ground. She looked at the girl sitting in there. Long brown hair, brown eyes, tanned skin. Pretty plain looking in Veleno's eyes.
“So they call آپ Cyrus. Willow is a name آپ don't hear very often.”
“And who are you? Poison Ivy's goon?”
“No. I work for someone else. But only for now. My name is Veleno. I'd tell آپ what it means, but something tells me آپ already know.”
“More than آپ think.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. Veleno is Italian. For poison!”
“Correct. Your partner tell you?”
“She's my sister first off. Second, thank آپ for letting me know she was taken سے طرف کی you!”
Veleno studied Willow for a منٹ before she smirked.
“You have no success in finding her? Well give up. آپ won't find her.”
“As long as I live, I'll look for her!”
“That could be changed very quickly.”
The two glared at each other before Willow spoke.
“Why are آپ here? Sent to discourage me? Cause it won't work.”
“Oh I know. In fact, I'm here to do the opposite.”
“Why would you encourage me?”
“My job. Plus...it's fun to watch آپ get frustrated when آپ don't find her.”
“Listen Veleno! Tell me where my sister is یا I'll kill آپ first when I get out!”
“Oh? Such a violent little hero aren't we? Well the master likes that. As for your sister...let's just say she's in a better place.”