"She… threw you off a building?" Vergil raised an eyebrow, not because he was shocked or doubtful—it was just that this was exactly the kind of thing Sapphire would do without hesitation to prove a point.
She was insane, after all. And a Demon… Being like that was just part of her nature.
"Yeah, she threw me off that building right there. And it's 310 meters tall," Felicia said as if it were no big deal, continuing to sip the expensive wine the waiter had just served.
Vergil pressed a hand to his forehead, trying to process the information. "So… Sapphire showed up at your house, told you I was a demon, then threw you off a building… and you thought that was normal?"
Felicia took another sip of wine, swirling the glass slightly before responding. "Normal? No. But convincing? Absolutely. When you're falling from a 310-meter building and something invisible stops you mere inches from the ground, you start reevaluating the concept of normal."
