Dante finished his meeting with Elizabeth and was followed by Nagasawa, who explained the situation with Eldrax... Well, except for the final part of the conversation.
"I should have been more attentive. I thought everything was fine," he blamed himself. Nagasawa, who was holding his hand, squeezed it, and Dante looked at her. "Why didn't you tell us about Eldrax?" she questioned. Unlike her usual blunt tone, she sounded... concerned.
They stopped in the middle of the corridor for Dante to explain.
"I didn't want to relive that scene. Even I, who don't care about much and am quite careless, was disgusted by it. That... that scene was too disgusting." He said, remembering every second inside that room. It was a torturous memory, even for him, who had seen seas of corpses inside Valentina's mental world.
Dante isn't someone easily affected by brutal scenes, but there are two things he is against. The first is animal or, more accurately, beastly cruelty. Dante abhors anything related to the torture of creatures, regardless of the context; just thinking about it makes his stomach turn. The other thing he detests is a husband beating his wife.
His former enemy, now the infernal slave of his loyal demonic servant, Ethan Smith, triggered both of his strongest triggers. This alone proved how disgusted Dante felt.
"I-I understand," Nagasawa said, lowering her head. But Dante's hand caressed her hair, and she looked at him. He was... "Thank you for worrying. I was afraid you'd be upset with so many women around me. I'm proud of you, Viper," Dante said and gave her a light kiss on the forehead.
"Hmph," she huffed. "I know, I know," he said, then sealed his lips with hers in a calm and controlled kiss.
"Happy now?" he asked. She just replied, "Only when we go on a date, like the time you spent with Valentina. I'm still waiting for my turn," she said with a pout and walked ahead. She knew exactly what she was asking for, and Dante just watched her shapely backside. "That's a low blow!" he said. She turned around, "You're the one wasting time," she said with a smile and continued.
"Damn it..." Dante muttered and headed towards the Outer Garden behind the palace, where the two dragons were likely located. Dante walked in silence, watching Nagasawa walk ahead, a bit distant... "Hey... by my side," he ordered, but she just kept walking ahead... "She's provoking me..." he thought and decided to ignore it. If he couldn't win, he wouldn't fight.
Minutes passed, and Dante finally reached the designated place and saw a rather peculiar scene.
Eldrax was sleeping under Voralith's wings, which completely enveloped the defenseless little girl, as if... "You've taken on the role of mother?" he asked the dragoness who was protecting the sleeping black dragon. "Speak softly," she said calmly as she stood up. Her enormous body occupied a large space, leaving Dante a bit shocked; he didn't remember Voralith having grown so much.
"You're huge," he said, not in a derogatory tone but a majestic one. He really adored Voralith's appearance, her white scales gleaming in the sunlight, reflecting rainbows. "So beautiful..." Dante said, watching Voralith embrace the small obsidian dragon. "Stop looking at me like that." He felt the warm breath of Voralith's words pass over his body with a comforting warmth. He just...
"Do you promise?" she asked, still afraid that Dante might disappear. "Of course I promise, my cute little dragon. I will never leave you," Dante said with a calm smile.
"Okay," she said, hiding her face in his chest, continuing to feel that warmth that was truly comforting, something... familiar.
"Do you want to go out for a bit? Let's go to the city. I'll show you some different things," Dante said with a smile, holding the hand of the small, defenseless dragoness, who gave a small smile and agreed.
While Dante was fixing Eldrax's problems... the other dragon started to lose control...
"DAMN IT!" Voralith screamed, destroying everything around her. She had gone to a forest hundreds of kilometers away from that place so no one would disturb her. In fact, she was almost out of the Empire.
"Damn man! You not only have the same mannerisms as him but also say the same things that cursed man used to say!" Voralith screamed, burning all the trees around her.
"I heard you seemed to want to leave? Damn you! You said the same things he said to me!" she roared, but... her body was just... giving in, and she fell to her knees.
"Why do you have to be like that man... it's as if you were... the same person..." Voralith said, punching the ground with no strength left. The woman was truly heartbroken.
"A million years... why did I remember you..." she murmured, and her fierce eyes opened, completely golden and blazing with chaotic flames.
Voralith's entire body illuminated as she resumed her dragon form. "To hell with the limits of this damned dimension. I won't suffer alone without understanding what's happening. I will find out about these coincidences myself!"
**[Legacy – Azi Dahaka]**
The skies and space twisted for a second, the world went completely black, and Voralith...
Disappeared from Umbral.