Once Victor was gone, Isolde turned to Lady Selaphiel.
"So what was that all about?"
"Hmm?"
"The whole resurrection thing."
"Ah, that."
The elf began slowly, adjusting the cuff of her robe with deliberate grace.
"Well, it's just a normal plan. Victor is definitely not working alone, and I need to find out who his collaborators are before I make a move on him."
"Wouldn't it have been better to just… forcefully question him?"
"You mean torture?"
Isolde nodded, her expression unreadable.
Then Selaphiel spoke again, this time with a raised brow.
"Do you really think torture methods will work on a man like that?"
"I do,"
Isolde responded simply, her tone firm and without hesitation.
"Oh right,"
Selaphiel said with a small, humorless chuckle.
"I forgot you were originally from House Caldreth. Never mind that—torture methods would surely not get us all the information we seek. And even then, Victor would have 'collaborators' that even he is unaware of."
"I see,"
