[center][h1][u][i][color=39b54a]~Hellena Leigh~[/color][/i][/u][/h1][/center]
[center][i]Interaction with [@Aerandir][/i][/center]

Once the warlock questioned their coven leader on what their punishments would be, a few witches then started coming forward with their own happy suggestions. 
One offered slow torture.
And another one, who suddenly emerged from the crowd like a fast bolt of lightning and started playing with the dead witch’s limbs, suggested something that didn’t seem too understandable to Hellena’s ears. Though the given features were enough for Hellena to know that the particular witch was Usoa. The red head had been quite familiar enough with her, possessing the similar ‘doctor’ role of the castle that she once had with her village in the past as well as how she had lived inside the coven for probably as long as Alexina had. 
Hellena’s eyes only widened as she watched Usoa take her merry time with the piece of flapped skin. The red head had already been aware of how…unusual… the witch can be. Though at the very least, she was wearing pants for the occasion.

In the end, Alexina had then declined both suggestions, and Usoa was commanded to stop.

Lucy should’ve been keen enough to listen to her owner’s words. Indeed, after giving Alexina the odd compliment, the coven leader flashed the snake a sharp glance, but still stayed dead silent. 

[color=ed1c24]“M-My apologies.”[/color] Lucy silently hissed, her head coming down low on Hellena’s shoulder. The owner gave a small smirk as she glanced at her little venomous pet. [color=39b54a]“Told you.”[/color] Hellena whispered.

Hellena’s eyes returned back to look at Alexina as she proceeded to list down her though-out punishments. The first was to perform a Penitence mission, the second was for their powers to be taken, and lastly, death.

Hellena had jotted down her own little thoughts on Alexina’s listed punishments. 
With what these 5 witches had done and what they had caused, a Penitence mission didn’t seem all too enough. But in any other questions, what kind of Penitence mission can come to Alexina’s mind? A kind of mission that would make up for the loss of more than half of a village. Raising the dead and apologize? Not even a Master of this world can do such a thing. 
Though seeming to be a reasonable choice, the second one will most definitely be of big objection to someone like Ryleth, the warlock. Being one of the only male witches in the coven, the one easy feature that Hellena can extract from his liking is his immense ego. He doesn’t seem to get along well with their coven leader either, for sure. If anything, he would have anything up his sleeve to counter it at any time. Doubtless, it would steer more trouble.
Lastly, Hellena didn’t seem to have the need to think the last choice though, as it would be the most reasonable choice of all.

A big smirk made its way across the corner of Hellena’s lip. 
She couldn’t help but think;

[i]What if she could spice up the third choice?[/i]

In these kinds of scenarios, the red head tends to always have tricks up her sleeve. Literally.
Hellena dug into her lower loose sleeve such as how a magician would and pulled out a small glass bottle with liquid inside the color of glowing dark red. 

The last thing that Hellena would want to do is emerge from the crowd and feel the discomfort of eyes glaring on her, in so she decided to stay in her place.
With the red glowing potion in her hand, she waved it up just by a considerable length, not too high to attract much attention, in where she only wishes to gain Alexina’s alone.


[color=ed1c24]“Hmmm...?”[/color] Lucy took notice of her owner’s action and hissed as to let out a small giggle. She knew what Hellena wanted to do. But with the hesitation that was clearly visible, Lucy decided to give her owner a helping hand.

Lucy slithered from Hellena's neck, down to her body till she reached the floor and made her way through the crowd and until she reached the front to where Alexina stood.
Once she neared their dear coven leader, Lucy quickly slithered up Alexina's leg, all the way up to her body till she reached her neck and eventually wrapping herself around her like a loose scarf.
[color=ed1c24]"Mistress Alexina."[/color] Lucy hissed. [color=ed1c24]"Pardon me for the sudden interruption, but I do believe that my Mistress Hellena can lend you... a helping hand perhaps?"[/color] Lucy remarked as her little head jerked up to Hellena in the crowd with the little glowing glass bottle visible in her hand. 

[color=ed1c24]"Maybe... a potion that, well yes, temporarily takes away their powers? They live a life of a normal, boring little human. And the only way they would get it back would be through...a pricy request perhaps?"[/color] Lucy slyly hissed closed to Alexina's ear. [color=ed1c24]"Or! Or, what about a potion that tortures them every night? A deep sleep, in where they live in the world of their worst, hellish nightmares." [/color]Lucy continued with excitement lacing around her voice. [color=ed1c24]"Ah! Yes! What about... a little poison?"[/color] As Lucy went on with her last suggestion, she slithered her body further to come face to face with Alexina. [color=ed1c24]"A poison that is slow to spread, but yes, utterly painful. Limbs one by one will rot and die, until the very last drop reaches the heart. Not even a witch can survive it through, the devil himself will make sure of that."[/color] Lucy concluded with shedding a hellish grin at the coven leader.

As she watched from afar her little slithering friend work her charm, the red-headed witch couldn’t help but feel an inner spark for her deep adoration for her potions, and the smirk on her face only grew wider and wider.