Sephiroth: You put your wings out and then… *slowly shakes his head* You weren’t acting like you. But the next thing I know, I was free of the demon again, and then I died. *frowns* But at least it isn’t in control. *crouches down and offers an arm to help her to her feet*
Cancer: Alright, but you still have to find the page. And what is that thing? *points to Astaroth* It’s freaking me out… *hands Desiree the book* Do we have to hold hands and cast it together?