Anastasia wanted to tell Dante that it was her, but Magnus had stripped away her capacity to speak, and for some reason, she wasn't able to use her abilities, as if she had none. She even found her lips glued together, and she understood how dangerous the demon of mischief was, with his capabilities ranging from creating false realities to making people assume other's identities.
Her attempt to use sign language to communicate with him was thwarted as her hands moved, causing the dagger in her hand to rise, giving the impression that she was readying for a fight.
And although Dante didn't snap his fingers to explode her, it didn't spare her from his anger, and he swiftly unsheathed his daggers.
'Oh no…' Anastasia uttered in her mind, feeling her heart rate accelerate.
