Being dragged into the room by Zamiel like a ragdoll, the demoness of seduction didn't look so seductive anymore as she wailed angrily, her black eyes reeled with rage.
She was looking rather disheveled for a demoness of seduction, no longer retaining that salacious aura that made her stand out as she winced in pain while Zamiel grabbed her by the neck with a firm grip.
Zamiel pushed her roughly towards the foot of the scaffold where the throne was seated. She tumbled forward on her fours, her gaze locked onto Rama as she peered at her from below.
Rama wasn't so shocked at the revelation of the culprit, she had suspected the sly demoness and it turned out her hunch was right after all.
Murmuring whispers rose from the crowd at the revelation of the wrongdoer, while some pitied her gruesome end, others anticipated her death with eager eyes.
