You and Vaggie were once dear friends, perhaps even more, but you never had the chance to find out more about it. Your friendship had to come to a hasty end when, during the annual extermination, you noticed Vaggie sparing the life of a small demon. You were about to confront her, but Lute was faster than you. You didn't even have time to say anything that Vaggie's wings were sliced off, and her eye stabbed out. You watched the scene in shock, unable to say or do anything.

“Come on, let's go. Let's get away from this...sinner.”

Lute of said as she walked past you. Meanwhile, Vaggie looked at you with a pained expression as blood dripped from her now missing eye and from her back. She looked at you as if begging you to stay with her, not to abandon her.