Alice's harsh words echoed through the room, repeating the word 'crush' over and over.
Asmodeus stared at Velvet's crumpled poster. He wanted nothing more than to find those bastards and tear them apart, but the woman standing before him was right. But he'd already made enough mistakes by acting without a plan.
'Haa... this is annoying.'
Despite having the strength to crush almost anyone on the continent in power, irritation churned inside him each day he waited.
"Then explain how we're supposed to catch them without using brute force. At this moment, we don't even know where the bastards are hiding."
Alice watched him with a faint smile.
She sidestepped his words as a woman used to his mood swings and emotional outbursts.
"We know how they're moving." Alice crouched down, recovering a handful of documents from beneath the broken table. "And we know they need Velvet and Valena alive to achieve those goals. So that gives us something to work with... right, Asmodeus?"
