Esther looked closer to the mirror. The sight of the woman's beautiful face was mesmerizing but once one would see her wounded face, they would be taken aback. It seemed the woman knew this and didn't bother to hide her interest in eliciting response from Esther's and Beelzebub's expressions.
Esther could see it by the woman's grin when she had shown her harmed face.
But in turn, she had received a rather lukewarm response from both Esther and Beelzebub. Since they were young, Beelzebub and Esther lived in the worse part of Hell. They had seen what people would call ugly and the woman's scar barely bothered them.
Esther watched how the woman sighed in disappointment at their response.
"What do you want from us?" Beelzebub questioned at once. His eyes narrowed. He didn't noticed but the demoness seemed to have noticed with her red eye how his hand was constantly kept over Esther's front as if to guard her when she ever attacked them.
