The three Malachim were back in Wicked Wings, and Quill and Arc discussed the demon sealed within him.
"We have a lot to cover," Quill said as he settled at one of the tables in the shop. He dropped the borrowed book from the archive onto the table with a solid thud. "You said that your father's friend was your last exorcism?"
"Yes, Mister Duan, it was when I was ten," Arc nodded, sitting beside him.
Roy was on cleaning duty in the shop, mopping the checkered floors.
"So he likely sealed that demon within your gates," Quill opened the book. "That's usually not possible without knowing the symbol of the demon. The Duan guy must have known its name and summoning symbol."
Arc's brow furrowed as he leaned closer to the book. "But why would he seal it inside me?"
