"You and I are alike, selfish to the core, willing to pay any price to achieve our goals... we are devils."
He sighed, "That's why I'm certain you'll never be tamed by me."
"Because I understand myself better than anyone, and naturally, I understand you just as well."
Under the increasingly icy gaze of those purple eyes, the self-proclaimed devil Hydral suddenly smiled, his fingers moving gently, his words soft yet filled with insult:
"You know what to do."
The elegant, statuesque scholar stiffens slightly, then Ansel feels warmth at his fingertips, from her tongue.
"So, I've changed my mind. Since emotions are of no use, then..."
He leaned down, whispering in Ravenna's ear:
"Let's have no more emotions between us."
"Since you'll always stand with your ideals, since you'll always make the most rational choice, then... let me help you, dear Venna."