"A game will be like this." – said Phantasia.
"The question will be asked and you just have to answer."
"Depending whenever or not you had lied or don't want to answer, we will be killing the people over there."
"Each time you screw up? We will be increasing the count of people getting killed by plus 1."
"Meaning, lie once? 1 dead. Lie twice? 2 will die."
"Get it?"
"And if we run out of people… Well, we will start disassembling you."
"Understand?"
"…"
(How… How am I in this kind of position?) – thought princess Assinia as her expression straight up told everything.
Despair.
(I was… Meant to become something great….)
"…"
"Hey. Answer me?" – said Phantasia as he grabbed the princess by her hair.
"Do you understand?"
"…"
"…If I… Answer you… Will you spare me and my people?" - asked princess Assinia.
"Hm… Depends on your answers." – replied Phantasia.
"Anyway, ready?"
"Before… That… Anwer me. Why? Why did you attacked us!?" – asked princess Assinia in desperation.
"…"
