[That's when it clicked. The longer Chilton could endure Abduxel's aggression, the more he would appear to trust the demon -- or, at least, to be capable of trust. And given his predicament with Raina, given his complications with a deal he might have insinuated he had already signed, the psychiatrist needed to at least seem capable in such a manner. He needed to stagger to his limits.
Chilton was no match in strength, a fact that they both already understood; he fell back as Abduxel handled him, his flesh caving to Abduxel's forceful whims.]
I think you're worth a little bit of discomfort, Abduxel.
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Chilton was no match in strength, a fact that they both already understood; he fell back as Abduxel handled him, his flesh caving to Abduxel's forceful whims.]
I think you're worth a little bit of discomfort, Abduxel.
[He managed to hiss out.]