I walked over to Amelia, who still had her eyes tightly shut, holding onto her legs and forming a small ball. Usually, I wasn't good when it deducted what people were feeling; however, looking at her right now reminded me of myself. Or, at the very least, it reminded me of my past self when I had fought against the first demon I had seen.
I could understand what she was going through. She was scared, maybe even traumatized, that something so evil could exist in this world. She had seen Zero, but he was special; he couldn't actually be considered a demon, and considering that the person who became one was so close to her, he must have made things difficult… even that part was similar to my own situation.
