Elise had no intention at all to release Ernest leave unscratched. Ian tilted his head in a thought, "How do we bring out Apollyon? Come out. I have some business with you."
Ernest didn't answer and had only glared sharply with his eyes as if doing so would keep him silent. Elise frowned, "There's a reason why you cannot come out Apollyon?" She asked, her taunt was clear with her words.
Ian liked the way Elise had given the taunt, "Perhaps he is scared of us, my love. The lonely Apollyon must be scared of us considering his cowardice to kill people while hiding in the darkness."
Ernest who was out of breath as Ian had clutched his grip tight on his neck pulled out a tilted smirk. "You have to do more to bring him out," and raising his hand Ernest had tried to pull his weapon from the wall when Ian had broke the vase nearest to him and stabbed Ernest's hands to the wall, nailing him to the wall.
