KENNEDY
ASMODEUS stood before me, his piercing gaze locking with mine. It had been three long months since we had last seen each other, and the tension between us was palpable. Memories of our last encounter flooded back, bringing with them a surge of unwanted emotions.
My heart raced as I struggled to keep my composure. Anger, frustration, and sadness battled for control of my emotions, threatening to spill over at any moment. I took a deep breath, attempting to steady myself, but the memories were too much to bear.
Asmodeus, for his part, appeared unfazed. His expression was cool and collected, as if he had never felt any animosity towards me at all. The contrast between his calm demeanour and my own roiling emotions only served to heighten my frustration.
Despite everything, I could
