"Ans, set us free! They are controlling you!" Allen repeats. "They are using you! This is not the real you!"
The demon who is carrying him grumbles, annoyed.
"Can you just silence him? I'm getting tired of his babbling!" the demon lets out.
We are running at incredible speed. Ans leads the way, with me, paralyzed, on his back and the demon and Allen following us closely.
Ans ignores the demon.
"Are you listening?!" the demon insists.
All of a sudden Ans turns around at incredible speed, and with one hand grabs the demon's neck lifting him and Allen in the air.
The demon, shocked, lets the angel fall.
"I-I'm sorry master! I-I," the demon babbles, in terror. What did Ans do to earn such fear?
Ans releases the demon and he falls to the ground, heavy, more fearful than angry. To stop
