Marcel resisted Davina's strong power and tried to maintain his willpower. He wanted to say a few words to Davina. He didn't want to be like this. He took several difficult steps forward. He wanted to try to explain. He didn't want to develop to this step. Marcel slowed down and walked towards Davina, with pain and comfort in the sound line. "Listen to me, honey, you are wrong. The truth is not like this. I still love you. We are family, remember? I said, I want to protect you... "
Davina cried and shook her head. She would never be cheated by him again. Marcel has been using her and hoodwinking her with words to let her contribute her strength to his power. "When you lost to Klaus, you gave me to him as a booty. No, Marcel, don't deceive yourself and others. You don't love you, You just want to use me... Maybe I should put you into boiling copper? "
Marcel approached Davina, hugged her shoulder, and the heat of his body began to rise rapidly, "I care about you, I want to protect you, honey, I see you as my own, Davina, you are my little girl, how much I love you..."
With the familiar taste and strength, Davina's eyes flashed confused and tangled for a moment. The next moment, a knife rushed out of Marcel's shoulder and suddenly interrupted the seemingly warm picture between them.
The smell of blood filled the tip of her nose. Davina watched him fall. Marcel's eyes were filled with incredible shock. Almost, he was going to succeed. Why, Rebecca, why did she do this?
Rebecca naturally pulled out one side of the knife and took a look at Davina. She almost hated iron but not steel. How did she live up to now? "No, dear Davina, don't tell me you believe him. Marcel is a professional liar. I'm tired of hearing that. Come on, Let's talk... Should we girls have a good talk? "
Rebecca looked around, especially Klaus's special shape. He looked really dead. Involuntarily, she was in a better mood. Her sweet smile was given to the powerful and simple little witch, "I have to say, you impressed me again. You are really a beautiful surprise."
Davina looked at Rebecca defensively. She didn't believe this woman, the ancestor of the blonde vampire Rebecca. Every blonde hair of her was a lie.
Rebecca and marcel, as well as her brothers, are all the same, liars and demons!
Rebecca didn't mind Davina's attitude. She kicked away several 'corpses' and walked aside. She spoke gently and seriously to the little witch, "you're right, honey, if I say, they all deserve it. I really won't sympathize with them at all... But I have a surprise for you before you deal with me. You'll like it, Do you want to see it? "