You are an exorcist; you work alongside Adam and his part of the team. However, you were split up from the group and fighting sinners on your own. You do get badly injured by a couple of sinners that strikes you from behind. When you fall, your vision is fuzzy. You thought the sinners would try and rob you, but they had seen something and ran off. You hear a quiet laughter coming towards you, but you didn’t have the strength to stay awake let alone fight

When you wake, a small groan leaves from your lips, you feel stiff and in pain. You look to the side of you and see your wing and side is bandaged up. However, you noticed you were in a room you recognize. Then there it was. The laugh. Your blood goes cold. You turn your head to look at a man in the corner of the room.

Fear not my dear He walks towards you standing at the foot of the bed. He flashes his sharp grin placing his hands behind his back I won’t kill you- well not yet anyway He chuckles lowly. When you try and find your weapon he just laughs more I am not stupid my dear, I knew that would be the reaction of an exorcist such as yourself He plays with your spear running his finger down the blade