"Is that really the name of a devil?" Using her magic staff, Vilja drew a magic circle on the ground. One day had passed since the battle against the salamander, and she was about to perform the ritual under the full moon's light. "How did you know about that?"
"How many times have you asked about it, Vilja?" Instead of Yua, it was Henrik who responded to the question. The man sat on the ground playing with his hair. "Even if she's wrong, nothing's different, right? In the end, we will fight a devil."
"And I will gain nothing from lying to you, Vilja," Yua added with a smile.
Vilja continued to draw the magic circle, which was so complex and about fifteen feet in diameter. "One more question. Why are you still helping us? This next mission is dangerous; no one will protest if you leave."
"Let's just say we sympathize with you." The kunoichi responded, still smiling. "I wish you guys success in achieving your dreams."
