Emily soon find the door to her cell opened once again, this time, by two demons. Though, unlike before, it was clear the demon at the front has greater status, with how subserviant the other is.
He walked towards her and then squeezed her cheek for some reason. He looked at her and nodded, to reason unknown to her.
"You seem like an intellectual woman. So, I would ask you some questions," he suddenly said.
"I would not answer it," she replied immediately, which she soon regretted as the other demon began to choke her beloved pupil.
"Really?" seeing how her pupil began to gasp for air, she finally complied, "No! I will answer your question," she said dejectedly, her attempt in being defiant not working.
"Good. Then we will start with a simple one. How many types of demon do you think there are?" thankfully, she knew it, or at least, the knowledge that most human that studied magic knew.
