He drew a sharp breath. The demon was staring back at him with its red eyes with an impassive expression.
"Can you see them die, Ohm Hobin?" he questioned.
"How are the attacks on them related to me?"
"That is not the answer," the demon said. Hobin raised an eyebrow. The demon was deliberately avoiding his question for some reason and Hobin was now more curious.
"You know something," he accused. "Tell me the truth. Why were they attacked?"
"Keep asking me that and they'll be attacked again," the demon smirked. Hobin felt like smashing the mirror to pieces but he remained calm. The demon was trying to play a psychological game with him.
Two can play at that.
"Fine," Hobin said. "We're here for a while. Let's do this then."
He stepped back and sat on the floor. The demon mimicked his actions, watching him carefully. Hobin stared back at the demon in the mirror, contemplating his next move.
