Kael narrowed his eyes at the beautiful demoness sitting across him.
"Lyria..." he muttered, his voice was thoughtful as he pondered about something.
"What about your clan name? Do you have one?"
Lyria hesitated for a moment, her red eyes cautious. "I can't say that," she finally answered.
Kael scoffed. "Your choice, but I still need to know why you were here and how you ended up in this mess."
"Mind sharing me some details,"Kael gazed at Lyria sharply.
Lyria opened her mouth to answer, but the moment she tried to recall, her whole body shuddered violently. Her pupils shrank, and she gasped as if the air had been sucked out of her lungs.
She clutched her head, fingers tangling in her red hair and pulled out her hair like a madwoman who had finally lost it.
"YOOO! YOOO! What the hell is wrong with you?" Kael asked, watching her sudden panic.
Lyria's breathing came out ragged as she spoke with a strong quiver.
