**** CHAPTER NAME WILL CHANGE ONCE I WRITE THE PROPER CHAPTER!!!!******
"You're… aren't you… Maelle?"
Vincent stared in utter bewilderment at the white-haired girl slumped against the cold dungeon wall. She was beaten within an inch of her life, her body covered in deep whip marks and burns.
Before he could process the absurdity of the situation, it felt as though an invisible thread tied directly to his soul dragged him toward her with an undeniable urge to take her far away from this place.
'What the hell?! Is this the control Dee was talking about?!'
He tried with all his strength to fight the sensation, but the moment he resisted the command, a searing pain surged through his entire being. It felt as if his blood was burning him from the inside.
"Argh... Dammit! Whatever! Fine! You wanna get outta here? Then let's get outta here!"
