Almost as soon as they were gone, the white figure was running back, heading straight for her.
This time around, Belladonna wasn't concerned about been seen or trampled upon in a way that would bring her pain.
The figure passed through her like she was air, picking up the heart that had fallen to the floor. After that, the sky only darkened even more and the figure stilled from what seemed like shock.
"Brave one. You've killed the Black Stallion. What do you wish for in return for your peculiar bravery?" The voice was like thunder and it made Belladonna shiver. It sounded farmilar too and the next question the Bride Thief asked her explained why.
"Can you see me?"
She shook her head.
"Of course. Another form."
He said and the empty space in front of the figure, just like it had happened before, became a humanoid figure.
Only that this one was taller and black, with golden line tracing it out.
