Varia did exactly as the Lion said. She always did what was asked of her. Even demanded. She devoted everything to her family. But seeing Raphael like this pained her more than she could take. Her strength grew weaker each day. 

She could only watch with tears in her eyes as Raphael was blinded and reached out for his brother, she prayed so hard right now. She had no place left to run or hide. 

She ran out of the house to get some air. Looking back, feeling such rage never felt before. First her mother and now Raphael. They really had gone too far. She swore she'd never sing again after entrancing Azazel so easily. And now she feared she was the reason for Raphael's tormented state because she had not returned with the monster.

"I keep on fighting against God in such a dirty, cruel place. My right arm is full of scars and I've devoted everything..." Varia sang softly as she looked up at the sun, hands held together tightly, hoping Raphael would heal.