"You're right, 'witch' is too much of a compliment for you." He grinned smugly.
Dark Neytiri's body dropped, unconscious, blood welling from her head where Austin had hit her. Bridgett's form materialized not far. "I've been called worse." Taking Neytiri's scythe from her hands, her jet black wings that were tucked against her back were revealed. "Believe me, witch is the greatest thing I've been called." Bridgett replied, with the exact amount of smugness Austin had used. She grinned twistedly, Neytiri's eyes snapping open and she wailed in pain.