(They set out to defeate Zamiel)
She went to the hall : This one dad!
(Rikter looks into the mirror)
Rikter: !(He pulls her away from him)
Charllote : Father? What's wrong? (she didn't notice him as well)
Charllote nodded and went back to Durella.
Satan Mark was looking exactly where is going as his reflection faded from the mirror once she was away.
(Rikter followed hes daughter)
Charllote returend to Durella : Mom~
Durella : Hey...What are you wearing -_-?
Charllote : My custom of course!
Durella sighed : You really have some taste...