"NGH-"
The pain was an unbearable feeling jolting her veins and wringing through the hollow feeling that used to be her magical circuits,
"FUCK- FUCK YOU! I swear to god I'll kill you myself- Jesus Christ- motherfucker-"
She still had a bit of spirit it would seem.
"Is that why my arms are sore?"
She asked rhetorically.
"I'll admit. You've bruised my ego a bit by doing as such."
"I won't be caged for long though."
"Mm... because of your servants? Please..."
"Revenge will bring you nothing fruitful. You'll fail. Then you'll die."
"Only a lonely man is consumed by such a vendetta."
". . ."
A smile formed. yes, she could hear him loud and clear. But she wasn't too worried. She knew with the right amount of support, Lucielle could live in the right hands.
Perhaps such confidence was foolish, but she believed it. Now... if she could just use a command seal.
Whatever he was doing, it was probably affecting her mom the most.
“I know you can hear me…Your mom will suffer the consequences of her father’s actions.