The chain crackled like steel about to snap. Vergil thrust his sword into the crystalline ground and ran his hand over the fiery rune that sealed Roxanne. The demonic marks tried to burn her skin, but the blue glow in her eyes devoured the crimson fire as if it were nothing.
With a single pull, the chains broke. The sound was deafening, as if an ancient prison had been undone.
Roxanne gasped, staggering for a second. But then she rose to her feet with the same imposing grace as ever. Her black and red hair fluttered like living flames, and the crimson aura exploded in waves.
The Abyss Guardian took a step back, raising his spear, but did not retreat.
Roxanne smiled. A cruel, animalistic smile.
"You dared to chain me." Her voice echoed like thunder. "And you still breathe to boast about it?"
Without waiting for an answer, she advanced.
