As I was lying on the ground with Vyrazul standing before me, I couldn't use magic to protect myself after she cursed me, and honestly, the wounds were hurting pretty bad.
The devil had taken the form of my past wife, and even though I knew it wasn't real, my body simply wouldn't move to attack her.
'Goddamit, stand up!' I shouted inside my head.
"Dying by the hands of your wife. Very poetic, isn't it!?" Vyrazul shouted.
Nessa told me that the devil could take any appearance that the other person thought about the most, so even if she had never seen the old version of Melina, she was still able to get that information from my brain.
I wasn't giving up and kept trying to move before I could get executed by Vyrazul. Suddenly, we heard lightning crackling, and an intense torrent of MP rose from where Melina had crashed.
