Cira had fainted at some point. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the gates of Hades; she was in the mountains of Vaizel.
A black, cold hand took her chin and said,
"Finally, you're awake."
Cira pushed that hand away from her face and said,
"Let go of me, don't touch me."
"Being touched will be the least of your problems. Open the gates of Hades before I tear the skin from your bones."
"I won't do it."
Liona approached and said,
"There are many ways to make you do it, Princess Cira."
"I don't care what you do to me, I won't let anything come out of those gates."
"You don't care what happens to you, but can you say the same for those you care about, like that handsome assistant who was always following you? What was his name? Now I remember, Hans."
"IF YOU LAY
