"You are not of this world. You do not understand what they can do." Not snapped, from her; it is the same calm she always offers, that same control, though her muscles shift and strain under her skin.
When Adelaide speaks, though, she looks to her with a shock that cannot be easily matched. It takes her a moment, gaze flicking between Adelaide and the abomination. "A demon is no longer a child, no matter what face it might show to us."
Knights are merciful. They show compassion and kindess and they protect those that have need of it, but a demon is not a child in need of succour. The kindness would lie in releasing the body from what has taken it.
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When Adelaide speaks, though, she looks to her with a shock that cannot be easily matched. It takes her a moment, gaze flicking between Adelaide and the abomination. "A demon is no longer a child, no matter what face it might show to us."
Knights are merciful. They show compassion and kindess and they protect those that have need of it, but a demon is not a child in need of succour. The kindness would lie in releasing the body from what has taken it.