"I... have never performed an exorcism before," Luca admitted, looking up into the blue eyes of the man helping him. "I've seen this... I... Please, hold on a little longer."

He returned to his Latin, muttering out the whole verse while holding his cross above the oiled forehead, his hands trembling and eyes wide. How long was this supposed to take? How would the events fold out? He didn't know. That was the gist of it.

But once he had rattled out the verse, all the way to the knowledge of Truth commands you, it seemed as if the demon calmed, the man seemed almost like he was sleeping.

Somehow it seemed awfully anticlimatic.

"Are you done abusing that poor guy?" asked a lady who now approached them with her lips pursed disapprovingly under the dyed red hair.

"Oh, Madame, I assure you--" Luca started, struggling up to his feet.

"This is ridiculous." Another voice joined the woman's.