"Proceed," commanded Asmodeous, his voice a calm that belied the storm of his displeasure.
A brief sigh of relief escaped her lips, only to be cut short by a piercing scream. "Ahhhhh!" Asmodeous's skin surged forward like sinister tendrils, ensnaring her completely. With a sneer, he remarked, "Not you, fool. Another one! Continue!" His directive was aimed at another woman, her presence at the door marked by an almost growing feeling of suffocation.
"L-Lord... Just as Senior Jenny advised... we probed into the matter and found that the queen is fiercely guarding her daughter, blatantly ignoring our commands..."
Asmodeous's patience frayed at the edges, his voice sharp as a whip's crack. "You can't overpower a mere human? What monumental incompetence!" His scorn sliced through the air, a verbal lash that left Elia recoiling.
