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Army... Then...

“She's the General.” Cindy whispered the conclusion mostly to herself.

The beast she had watched during fights. Who moves just like her mentor did. Who tears anyone against her apart. And she's been unaware the whole time.

“I believe you. And there are no bonds.”

Sharp and defensive while still reeling from the information. If her father's idol was such a great person, then what is she doing in Hell, licking royal's boots? Oh so glorious freedom fighter. All previous sympathy for her mangled soul vanished without a trace, wiped clean by explosive magma rage.

“There's only one place I will meet her. In the fucking ring of the Viper club.”

Hesitation about whenever she should make that step burned to ashes as well, Cindy has fought too much for to be the best. Both as a human and in the afterlife. After her mentor's, Yuri Boyka's death she felt she was worthy continuing his legacy, his memory. That demon won't rip that away from her too.

“I've seen her fight without knowing her name. How come you aren't in a wheelchair at least?” a scoff of disbelief, why did he receive such special treatment? Of not having limbs shattered, twisted, bent until they tore, broke beyond repair?

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“I know better than to avoid asking her that question, not without breaching personal privacy… I can tell you and she and her army are assisting me in protecting the Princess of Hell’s hotel, and have been doing so in the previous yearly cleanses.”

Besides, Don knew that remembering death days were… Unpleasant, to say the most.

“I understand if you don’t believe me, but if you just answer my question… Then… I can take you to her… Perhaps rekindle any lost bonds between you and her.”