I had thought I lost the old man.
When I first saw Dante connected to that parasitic chain, I believed the corruption had taken him completely.
But watching him move, still shielding Steve with his body, still fighting on instinct, shook me. It didn't make sense. I couldn't tell if it was really him or some twisted remnant trying to protect what little part of himself remained.
But one thing was certain: the Grandmasters rushing toward him were going to kill him.
Something inside me snapped.
My aura trembled violently, and the restraint I had forged during my training with Dante shattered in an instant.
My aura surged outward like a storm breaking free of its cage, and the entire area trembled. The air thickened. My domain spread before I even realized I had activated it, the boundary forming naturally around my will.
