"If I looked differently, this would have been a lot easier, huh?"
The question caught Elisa off guard, and she couldn't hide it.
The blushing Princess scratched her head and looked away.
"Your words, not mine."
"Mm." Mark nodded.
"So? How about it? Huh?"
The white-scaled Monster's gaze ran away, but hers followed persistently.
"Fine, I guess."
With a touch, the horns seemed to start aging incredibly rapidly. They turned to dust, and disappeared.
Elisa's eyes glittered.
"Happy?"
She pushed herself off Mark.
"Well, it's a start," Elisa said as she stood up. "You don't like a Devil anymore. Just a Monster, so yes... It's a start."
The white-scaled Monster rolled its eyes.
Elisa circled around him and took a seat on the opposite side of the tree trunk.
"So how does it work anyways?"
"How does what work?"
"The... Thing you do."
"The thing?"
