"Elle, what is this? Put that away!" Dante hissed, attempting to rise up to his feet.
Dante froze in place when Estelle only pressed the blade in closer to Neveah's neck, drawing blood.
"If you make any sudden movements, I will truly kill her." Estelle warned in a sinister tone that hardly sounded like hers at all.
"Elle, what..." Dante began to question again but Neveah cut him off.
"Her eyes Dante, what do they look like?" Neveah asked.
Dante was the only one who could see Estelle since Neveah's back was turned to her.
"They have a strange glow... something is wrong." Dante murmured in horror.
"Dark magic." Neveah supplied.
"Elle, listen to me, whatever this is, you have to overcome it... this is not you!" Dante tried, his eyes widening slightly when Estelle pressed the blade in closer.
"I... she's making me, she wants me to hurt Neveah. She has the key... she wants the item..." Estelle stuttered out in an unsteady tone.
