"She, she woke up!"
Zooey heard a cry of astonishment and then saw several sharp swords held to her neck.
"Don't move!" Alethea's voice also appeared in her mind, "You'd better stay still until we confirm who you are."
"So that was why..." She noticed that her hands and feet were tied with iron locks, and she was lying on the stone bed where the demon originally was. Her partners were wielding swords, standing guard around her. She thought, "This is indeed a wise decision. It's quite necessary to confine me before they're clear whether it's me or the demon who occupies the shell of the God's Punishment soldier. They did not ask for my identity. Instead, they decided to make the judgment by themselves, which is a mature decision."
After all, since the demon has occupied my body, any answer might be a lie.
