The lovely and pure priestess, Angela, receives a command from the temple: to inflict pain on the captured demon, Yvres, and extract intelligence regarding the demon army. For a brief moment, she hesitates, her compassionate heart faltering. "Mixing bodies with someone you don't desire must be the most agonizing thing." Inspired by Yvres's words from months earlier, she initiates a covert method of torture. "I really didn't want to go this far either," she thinks. With a remorseful look, Angela removes her clothing, standing before him completely bare. To think I have to confront this malevolent being again today. As she falters, Yvres grins and remarks, "Aren't you going to move? This won't be enough to break me, Priestess." "I'll start now," Angela responds, unfazed by his taunts, as she deftly takes hold of him, her lips wrapping around the tip, completely oblivious to the insatiable way he gazes at her.