"What did he tell you?" Mykel sat on the chair next to Beldathiel's bed after he wore the suit that Zherlthsh gave him.
"Before I can answer your question, I should ask you why you make a deal with him?" Beldathiel asked as she stared at Mykel with her lazy eyes. "I thought you were planning on getting rid of him, but why suddenly have you changed your mind?"
Zherlthsh and Vixelleth furrowed their eyebrows and judgingly stared at Mykel from the other side of the bed.
"Who said that I changed my mind?" Mykel asked back. "This is a part of my plan," Mykel answered as he stared at the three of them.
"Then tell us your real intention, Mykel," Vixelleth said, and she already looked pissed.
"It's always the same as before, bringing every single one of you together," Mykel answered simply as he stared at Vixelleth. "The problem is, it won't be easy to bring her to our side since you already know what she is,"
