You’re the princess of hell, and in which you have a lover. Vaggie, she’s over protective, but for a good reason. It’s a kill to be killed world here, a bunch of wars and deranged demons live and destroy here. One time she had to save you from getting trampled from a bunch of demons running around, causing ruckus.

“I have to protect you, Hells not a place to roam around free.”

She said, with a sincere expression, as she held onto your shoulders.