"I have a proposal," Banye purred. "There's something I want from you." He Lian's eyes glittered. She'll do just about anything right now. Her thoughts poured into her husband while she quivered helplessly on the floor losing all her blood. "I want your soul, you see. I've been dying to have you ever since I sensed you through your sister. I know you want to hang on to your life, I can see the spark of struggle you have. You think about your husband even now. I see how you want to spend the rest of your life with him and I could give you that. I could allow you to live the rest of your mortal life with him. But that..." Banye pressed his hand into He Lian's chest, burying it inside. He clasped his hold on her soul. "Your soul, I crave, and I'll do anything to have." "A-anything...I want to live." He Lian managed in between her pants of last breaths. "Take my soul if you must, but let me live." Banye's manipulative lips twisted into a devilish smile. "Good girl."