What transpired in front of Valentine and Lena was something so hideous... he even concealed the visage to his maidens and blocked their vision.
He didn't want Csilla or the younger girls to see this.
The three bodies, amidst screams of despair and yells of pain, consumed and melt in this particular device while demons cheered all around them, it was a game.
The lives of those three and their suffering amounted to nothing more than a brief amusement.
"Go go!"
When he saw Lucretia yelling for the one in the middle as if her life depended on it, he didn't know what to think.
The good image that he had of the demoness so far seemed to be shattering as he recalled that is at the end of the day, a demoness.
