"Oh the lilies, I adore them~" Asmodia's sudden control over Erika's lips, confounded the young priestess. She was busy etching poison runes on the interior of the last well in town before having to rendezvous with the rest of her party. But noticing a Lilly growing out of the well's walls, the devil couldn't help herself from plucking it out.
"To my betrothed, I promised these flowers, long before they drug me to Infernal. Burn did the flowers with nothing but ashes to replace their memories. And much like her presence, the ashes drifted to the wind." Staring at the lily for a moment, Asmodia's lips curved into a faint smile, but it only lasted a few seconds before she breathed her infernal breath and turned the flower to ash.
