Elisha smiled, a sharp smile full of secrets. "See? I break people better than anyone else."
The Prophet chuckled again. "You really do."
Two hours later, both of them were dressed in black cloaks.
The hoods covered their faces, and they moved like shadows through the dark hallway.
Elisha adjusted her gloves. "Do you think HQ will be finished today?"
The Prophet nodded.
"Most likely. He's failed three times. The girl who grows vegetables... she's more important than she looks."
Elisha's voice turned colder.
"He should've brought her in already. That girl's the reason people still have hope. And hope is dangerous."
"Anyways, let's teleport to where Devil is. Being late is equal to the death penalty." The Prophet said.
Soon they reached the open ground. In the center was a throne on which the real Devil was sitting.
Behind the throne were seven white pillars, creating the contrast.
The figure on the throne.
