#Chapter47
Soon, thousands of demons surrounded Vierne, she looked at them when Delph grabbed her hands and pushed her down. /"What a beauty,/" Delph grinned and Vierne grabbed him by this throat, he choked and struggled, /"Beauty is a mark to lure the cursed. Curs like you, especially,/" She smirked.
Paimon stepped on her throat, /"Leave him or I'll crush your neck,/"
/"Try me! I'd better die that way then die of getting raped by filth like you,/"
Paimon laughed, /"Filth? You mean that?/"
He pointed at the blight on her neck, /"The contamination has begun, lady gatekeeper,/"
She clutched Delph's neck tighter, digging her claws into his skin, /"PAIMON, SHE'LL KILL ME!/"
Paimon moved his hands towards Delph's neck but Delph's neck suddenly fell away from his torso, his body falling back. He was dead. Paimon turned and looked up, he saw a golden glow on the windows high near the roof, opposite to where Leviathan sat.
