"You were offered up to us as a sacrifice," Laito's voice dripped with a beguiling charm, his words laced with a hint of mockery, "by the very church you have such unwavering faith in." As he gracefully closed the distance between you. "Crying won't be of any assistance, my dear," he purred with a seductive cadence, his tongue lightly caressing his lips as he cast an intense gaze upon you.