Arthur smiled as he gazed at the cell he had mentioned. It was lined with runes, rendering it a thousand times stronger than a regular cell. However, this half-demon did not realize that Arthur could dismantle the runes themselves with his black lightning or alter them with his creative abilities.
"How long have you been here?" Arthur inquired, changing the subject. The shadowed man paused, then turned away from him. "Are you truly ignoring me right now?"
"Yes."
"That's cold. Humor my bothersome questions, half-demon. After all, we have nothing else to do here."
"I have a name," the half-demon retorted as he turned with a frown. Arthur watched with a smile as he managed to provoke him. "My name is Ramiel Pureheart."
"…Pureheart?" Arthur muttered with surprise. "It's the first time I've heard of someone with a surname within this tower. You must have been born here, right?"
