Chapitre 384: It Has Always Been Me... And You

While face-to-face with the Russian beauty, Azmodeus had no clue what was going on inside that head of hers. "How are we alike?" He asked out of curiosity.

Sylvia spun around a little as she flashed a smile capable of brightening up the whole world. "We are alike," she said. "Because you are lost, just as I was once lost before meeting you."

"...I am lost?" Azmodeus asked himself as his eyes fell on his rough hands. "Why would you say that?"

Sylvia hopped a bit closer to Azmodeus. "I know because of your eyes," she said with an illuminating smile. "The eyes are the gate to a person's soul, and your eyes depict a story of excitement, thrill, anger, sadness… and loss…"

"You are lost," Sylvia repeated. "Just as I was."

She put her slender hand up to Azmodeus's heart and felt something all too familiar.

"Even though you are lost," Sylvia said as her voice became sweeter. "I will find you."