Hydral closed his eyes and spoke to the rigid, corpse-like Seraphina, "You know I would never lie to you, right, Seraphina?"
"Now, it's time for you to ask me questions."
"Ask me."
Ansel cupped Seraphina's face, pinching her eyes tightly, forcing her eyelids open, compelling the increasingly terrified and desperate girl to meet his gaze.
"Don't..." Seraphina murmured, trembling, "Don't... Ansel... don't..."
But the devil showed no sympathy at this moment.
"Seraphina, ask me that question."
"No... no!"
"Ask me why—"
"I don't want to! I don't want to ask! Please, Ansel... please, don't say it, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to everything you say... don't tell me... don't tell me!"
"Why didn't I stop you from doing that?"
