She had never felt such pain before. It felt as if the fire was running through her veins. Rachael bit her lip as she felt it all crashing around her.
The child who put the talisman on her looked remorseful, and her eyes threatened to moist in fear.
"I-I am so sorry. I did not mean to…. Please forgive me."
Rachael looked up at the apologizing female child in front of her. Even the voice sounded like Rose, and she even felt like Rose.
"Rose, stop feeling sorry for a devil child. You are the chosen one, the Saintess, the holy one. You need to act like that, or you will become useless to me. Do you understand?"
The Saint smashed his hand against the wall, and it cracked. The noise made Rose feel faint, and even Rachael felt herself shiver at the cracking noise it made.
"Now, I think it's time for you to learn what true pain looks like. Rose, push more of your magic on."
