Elias looked at the begging cultist in surprise, then exchanged a glance with Isabella.
Isabella said dryly, "I've seen people do crazy things to get out of an asylum, but I've never seen someone who actually wants to stay..."
"Don't take me out, please don't..."
The cultist kept shaking his head, clearly very opposed to leaving the hospital.
Elias tried a different approach, "Okay, we won't take you out."
Seeing that the soft approach didn't work, Elias grabbed the man's collar and threatened coldly, "Tell me about your cult, or I'll kill you."
After he said this, the cultist became even more terrified.
"The cult? The Truth Cult!!"
"I really can't say anything about it, I'll die! It'll be a horrible death! Please spare me..."
He nervously glanced out the window as if he felt watched, his body trembling violently.
"You're more afraid of them killing you than me?" Elias was getting impatient.
