"It is testing us," Emilia answers. "It will continue to test us. It will turn itself inside out to torture us, that we may confuse its taunting with reality. Do your best to not reveal your true fears to it."
She doesn't forget the first time she braved through her own Sin Corridor.
Wrath gave her a familiar warning then, and though she'd met it with a sardonic temper, he'd been right. Now she helps usher others past the gates the way she once was, and the irony isn't lost on her.
Her own gaze follows Wrath's, the rattling of the chains growing louder. She doesn't recognize the man on the dais, and it isn't her he pleads with, but his agony makes her stomach churn.
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She doesn't forget the first time she braved through her own Sin Corridor.
Wrath gave her a familiar warning then, and though she'd met it with a sardonic temper, he'd been right. Now she helps usher others past the gates the way she once was, and the irony isn't lost on her.
Her own gaze follows Wrath's, the rattling of the chains growing louder. She doesn't recognize the man on the dais, and it isn't her he pleads with, but his agony makes her stomach churn.