Raven had felt helpless in the past only once, and she had vowed never to feel the same way ever again.
However, that vow was broken with the appearance of an opponent more powerful than her.
Raven had felt it.
The pressure weighing down her shoulders like a boulder when Madame Asmodelle had her hand wrapped around her throat. She, a former symbol of death, had felt death at that moment.
How laughable.
''What am I even doing now?'' Raven suddenly laughed out in the air
''Am I just moping around?'' She immediately sat up with her fingers over face.
''I was Chaos. I am now Raven and a Langston.'' Her red pupils shook between her fingers as the face of that Madame Asmodelle flashed in her mind. ''There's no way I'd feel scared of that demon.''
If only she had information of whatever was going on with these demons.
''Right information. I need to know what had happened...'' She murmured repeatedly, looking around to be searching for something or someone.
