Viella sat on the edge of the bed, the heavy silence of the room pressing in on her. She stared at the pages, her mind racing.
"So basically, Elias has planned everything from the start. Even our meeting... he wrote it down here. So it means Dante and everyone is really getting controlled by the plot," she muttered, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and realization.
She held out her hand. "Lily, give me those pages."
Lily handed over the loose, blood-stained pages. Viella leaned in close, tracing the strange, jagged symbols around the text. They didn't look like any language she knew. "Is he a witch or what?"
"pen,"
Viella demanded. Lily pulled one from her apron and handed it over.
Viella gripped the pen and began frantically copying the symbols onto a page. She drew them exactly as they appeared. She held her breath, waiting for a spark, a glow.
Nothing. Not a single thing happened. The symbols stayed the same on the paper.
