The morning after the mirror broke, the city felt like it was holding its breath.
Rin moved through the brothel with a stiffness he didn't like... It was as if every laugh, every step, every clink of a cup might be the signal for something worse to begin. Maybe something could appear in front of him again... Like that mirror.
Lirien watched him with the fierce, tired glare of someone who'd been a battlefield for longer than most people's lives. Maybe because she was worried about him. She has no idea what Asmodeus could do. He could have gotten new powers, and maybe he's able to kidnap Rin with the snap of his finger. That's why she allowed Sasha to hover like a human shield.
That morning, news about demons advancing soon towards the capital had circulated around. Everyone was worried, including the ones in the brothel.
Rin should have stayed put. But he couldn't sit still. He got a message from Lucien.
