"What was what about?"
"You were awfully friendly with my Mistress " He accused and crossed his arms over his chest as she waved him off.
"Oh, that. I got to redecorate the manor and didn't get yelled at," Mifa decided to have a little fun at the devil's expense and put a finger to her lips with a sly smile.
"Although, I can see why you want Ayana's soul. it's stained with evil and yet so pure. What if l take her away from you, Lucas?" Mifa's hazel eyes suddenly changed color, trying blue. Her voice was mixed with something far sinister. The voice wasn't Mifa's, it belonged to the curse devil inside her.
A hand like a vice closed around her upper arm and pulled her into a rigid body. Darkness engulfed the room and her breath came out in white clouds in the frigid air and her eyes turned back to normal. Her head snapped up to stare into the swirling red eyes of an enraged devil.
"Lucas..."
