Julius had seen that face before.
He had seen it when Luca slaughtered his disciple.
He had seen it when Luca tortured Rufus.
He had seen it in his nightmares.
And now it was looking at him.
But as terrified as he was, he knew he couldn't falter now, so he forced a smile and stammered out,
"I-I don't know what you're talking about, Hero. I've told the truth. The curse is broken. We can all move on."
Luca's grin widened. "The curse is broken, is it?"
"Yes...I defeated the patriarch's spirit. I'm free."
Luca took a step forward. Julius took a step back.
"That's convenient." Luca said, his voice soft, almost pleasant. "Very convenient."
"You've been possessed for forty years, and just today, right when your wife is finally confessing everything..."
"...you suddenly break free."
Julius swallowed. "I-It was her courage that inspired me. Her bravery gave me strength."
"...How touching."
