What if, in the future, Isia becomes addicted and starts causing trouble on her own?
It's like that joke where, for the first time, a hunter goes to hunt a bear, gets beaten by the bear, and then something happens to him. Then he goes again a second time, gets beaten again, then a third time, a fourth time—eventually, the bear can't take it anymore and says, are you here to hunt or to do something else?
Applied to Isia, this is no joke at all.
So Duanmu Huai definitely won't do as she wishes, but fortunately, he has his own methods.
Duanmu Huai stopped walking; they had already reached the deepest part of the church's underground. Here, it kept the style of the Tribunal—dark, dim, oppressive environment, where the candle's light illuminated the surroundings. The Servo Skull occasionally flew around with candles on top, and seeing those skulls, Isia bit her lip and tensed up her body.
"I'm giving you one last chance."
Duanmu Huai looked at Isia.
