The Entertainment Woman

"Are they... okay?" Ada asked, her voice laced with concern as she watched Stella and Roxanne lying on Vergil's bed, the man himself nowhere to be seen. 

"We're not entirely sure..." Viviane responded in a low tone, her eyes fixed on the two. "Master said they reached their mental limit. The emotional strain was too much, and their brains entered a temporary coma to protect themselves. It's like their bodies are forcing a reset." She observed the serene faces of the women, who looked as if they were resting like angels. 

Katharina crossed her arms, her expression hardened. "Good thing I don't have a father. I was born from a fragment of my mother's soul. I can't even imagine what it's like to have a parent capable of something like this..." There was a mix of disdain and relief in her voice.