Alexa remained motionless in the center of the destroyed plaza, still panting, surrounded by smoldering ruins and the thick smell of fresh blood. Her wings had vanished, her horns receded, and her hybrid form had given way once more to the body she recognized as her own. Even so, the newly awakened energy still trembled beneath her skin like a restless animal, ready to escape at the slightest carelessness. Her eyes scanned the ruined Sankaria, trying to comprehend how a few hours had been enough to transform an entire kingdom into a field of punishment.
The wind shifted direction for an instant.
When she blinked, Vergil was already beside her.
