Angelia's right eye had been possessed by a demon that cajoled her with promises of strength should she give her whole self over to him. Though it was true she wished for power like all warriors, she did not desire to become a blood-crazed killer. When he sensed that, he reassured her by claiming, [Don't worry, it won't be you doing the killing; it'll be me.] She continued to struggle with the decision, all the while scorning her own foolish lust.