“I want to go home,” Luci sobbed. “I’m done. I’m done.” “Luci, don’t,” Leon pleaded. “We’re so close. We’re—” “You don’t love me,” Luci whispered, and Ophelia’s heart ached at the devastation on the girl’s face. “And I cannot bear being here a second longer. I, Lucinda Veil, surrender to Phantasma.” Within seconds, the Devil, Phoebe, appeared. “Time to go,” Phoebe stated as she took Luci by the shoulder.