As Clara continued clenching her strong grip around his neck, Calix stayed absolutely still without moving an inch of his tall, broad posture, fixing a wicked smirk towards her. However, his silent, sly facial expression further provoked her anger to a greater extent as she gritted her canines, swirling her illuminant blue pupils at him in rage.
"Why...Why aren't you saying anything, you cunning rascal!? Why are you dead silent after ruining us all!!? How...How dare you erase my memories that night!! How dare you? Speak for yourself, you bastard!! SPIT IT OUT!!" Her heart was shattering apart with all the wrecked memories of her lost life gaining complete control over her mind. Her harsh, teary, miserable voice sounded completely frantic reverberating as a sharp echo vibrating in the giant room.
