Valerian Cross 6   

Back in the present, trapped in the pentagram, Evelyn shut her eyes as the memory finished playing out above her.

A long silence.

Then—

Evelyn chuckled, her chains rattling slightly as she shifted on the cold stone floor. "Ah, those were the good times. Though that last one was a bit of an embarrassment. But hey, who doesn't have at least that one moment right?"

She stretched as much as her shackles would allow, as if reminiscing about the past was a casual fireside chat rather than a literal interrogation inside a burning pentagram.

Valerian stared at her as if she were the lowest of the low. "You sure have a lot of free time." His tone was flat, unimpressed.