Her serious expression turned into a playful one, like that of a naughty child who wanted to break a new toy.
"Oriana, I love to torment others, and if you consistently give me excuses to play with you, I am afraid you will break apart sooner or later. We cannot have that, can we? I am yet to turn you into a proper witch.
"Be more careful, alright? Your teacher happens to have a short temper, so you must adjust accordingly. After all, you begged to have this chance to learn from me. This is what you signed up for."
Her expression changed once more, a face seemingly devoid of emotion or humanity. A symbol of cruelty and a promise of terror.
"One last chance. If you fail or get distracted once more, I will make sure you regret asking me to teach you. Every moment of you with me will be filled with nothing else but torment."
