Elena stood in the room, her eyes fixed on the fake Kaia who sat trapped by the demon’s trap on the ceiling, looking defiant yet fearful. The interrogation had been going nowhere, and Elena's patience was wearing thin. She had hoped to extract some useful information, but the demoness was adept at evasion and deceit.
Suddenly, the wooden door creaked open, and Elena's heart skipped a beat. She turned to see another Kaia entering the room, her eyes a striking shade of red-purple. Elena's breath caught in her throat.
"My butterfly?" Elena whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.
The new Kaia screwed her nose and sneered, "Uhhh, I am a dragon, not a butterfly... actually now, vampire is more adequate."
Tears flowed down Elena's cheeks as she rushed to her real daughter, embracing her
