"He's the devil's son." Damien announced, his neutral expression was indifferent to Rama's puzzled, angry and disbelieving one.
She had harboured doubts in the past that he could be the devil's son, she had been sure of it, but now that the truth was being revealed, it hit different. She was in disbelief, but she was also weirdly intrigued.
While the night creatures merely adopted the darkness, the devil was in a different level of being a paranormal entity, the creator of darkness itself. It explained Draco's differing essence that always left her questioning her instincts on what he really was.
"You made me seem like I was crazy all along. You lied to me, what was the point actually?" Rama snapped at him.
