Regardless of the warnings, Zamiel's resilience never faltered like his imposing form as he stared at him straight on, his glowing crimson eyes ever ready to take on whatever adversity lay before him.
"I see you have become strong-headed, but let me advice you that it will lead you nowhere, Zamiel." Draco implied.
"You talk like I'm oblivious, but I have no plans of giving up even though I'm fully aware of my failure." Zamiel remarked, his calm demeanor rippling through the torrent of suppressed pain and unwavering solidity.
"Your stubbornness is for a lost cause Zamiel, you will achieve nothing with this, the girl is gone, and the only thing you're doing is turning her physical body into a vessel for the entities to possess. There's no use in what you're doing, you're fighting for a lost cause." Draco remarked, his tone slightly tinged with boredom.
