Silence reigned for a long moment before a voice echoed through the skies.
"I will."
Once more, the one who spoke was none other than Pation, the crimson-skinned Inferno Daemon. Surprise flickered in the eyes of many as they turned toward him. Unlike Alucard, whose declaration had been filled with conviction and emotional purpose, there was something different about Pation's choice—something colder, more calculated.
Even Cain couldn't help but glance at the man with interest. The Flow revealed no falsehood or deceit behind Pation's words, so Cain didn't sense a trap. Still, it was unexpected.
Pation offered a small, almost sardonic smile as he locked eyes with Cain, then let out a soft sigh.
