Chapter LXVI: Daemonium
Liz steps forward, her voice trembling but firm as she stands in front of the statue that bears Bennett's face. The lamp flickers in her hand, casting trembling shadows across the cracked walls of the old chapel.
"Never!" she cries out, facing Ivan and the group of officers who now emerge fully from the southern door. Her voice echoes across the chapel. "He wasn't yours! Even if he is my boyfriend, that doesn't make him my possession! He is God's possession!"
Adrian and Wyn rush to her side, and Fr. Edgar stands behind them, eyes narrowed, his presence steady and stern. The group unites in resolve.
Ivan raises an eyebrow, clearly amused. He smirks, slow-clapping again as he steps closer to the light.
"How touching," he sneers. "But what would any of you know ab
