Sire was forced to look up into Erela's eyes as the lassel gripped and burned her skin.
"Oh Sire...." Said Erela. Her lips curving into a twisted smile. "You have so much yet know so less." The smile didn't leave her lips and as Sire looked into her eyes she felt warm liquid sipping down her nose. She coughed and for the while considered struggling free. Everything at the moment hurt. The lassel wasn't just burning her arms the radiation from it gave her a very sick feeling from the depths of her insides.
"You're not the Arch." She managed to say. The thought of struggling free still in mind. "The Arch will never harm me.." She coughed. "Who are you and what do you want?" Sire spoke behind clenched teeth. Every word took her breath away.
Erela moved her face closer to Sire's. She cocked her head and accessed the girl closey.
