Looking around the vast hall, the Corrupted Titan that wore a human face — the Mad Prince — inhaled deeply, a distant hint of lucidity finding its way into his dark, terrifying eyes.
Then, his chilling gaze fell on Cassie, and his cracked lips twisted into a dark, demented smile.
"Torment..."
The Mad Prince let out a small, grating laugh.
"So you were the one who made it out, in the end. Ah... it seems I lost, then. The little game we played. How vexing."
He groaned and clawed at his face, blood spilling from the deep cuts — only to reverse its flow and crawl back under his skin a moment later.
"How vile..."
His hoarse voice hid the undertones of a frenzied growl within it, making Cassie take another step back.
Asterion, meanwhile, was studying the Mad Prince with a somber expression. His easy smile was gone, and his golden eyes were cold and ruthless, void of the usual glint of amusement.
He frowned.
"What kind of demon is this?"
