"He's back!"
She clutched her forehead, suddenly widening her eyes in pain, unable to recall something in her head, but it seemed she had grown accustomed to this, letting out a piercing, cold laugh.
"Though that damn strength has erased all traces of you, and we have no memory of your true face,"
"It doesn't matter, I'm also grateful to you, for bringing us into contact with the great True God of the Evil God, allowing us to be reborn!"
She picked up the kitchen knife and through its reflection saw her current terrifying demonic form, along with the strong demonic aura emanating from her body.
With a crazed look as she observed herself in the reflection, she revealed a sinister smile, "I like the way I look now."
Meanwhile,
She swung the knife again and extended her hand, sending a large bunch of coriander onto the chopping board.
"See? When we meet again, I've made food, adding your favorite coriander."
"I will definitely find you!"
