THE INFILTRATION

"Asmodeus," Serefina muttered her name with an irritable sigh, she was not in good shape to make a sarcastic remark, neither did she have enough strength to fight her back nor burn her alive as she wanted, just like when the devil came to give her an offer the last time.

The devil really didn't know when to stop bothering her.

"What do you want now?" Serefina used the edge of the bed to support her body, so she could stand up. There was no way she would want to stay on the ground in front of Asmodeus. Even when her every move was killing her, the witch stood up stubbornly.

"You know what I want and the offer is still the same," Asmodeus said happily. "Do you still want to give me the same reply?" she waved her hand toward the window, which showed how gloomy the sky had turned. "We have sieged this city," she stated with a smile that seemed to never leave her lips.