No One's Pov
Elias spat a mouthful of blood onto the floor, a manic laugh bubbling in his throat. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his eyes wide
"Hah! Seems like the knight in shining armor is here, huh?" he roared, stumbling to his feet.
"But sadly, you won't be able to leave just like the way you came!"
Dante's gaze finally shifted from Vivien. The tenderness vanished, replaced by a violence expression. He took off his heavy coat and draped it over Vivien's shivering shoulders, the warmth of his body heat still clinging to the fabric.
"Take her away," Dante commanded, his voice loud and clear.
Lily sprinted into the room, her tactical gear rustling. She knelt by Vivien, her eyes flashing with a protective fire. "My lady..." she whispered, her jaw tightening as she saw the bruises. She gently hoisted Vivien up. "Let's go. Now."
As they moved toward the door, Elias's eyes remained fixed on Vivien, hungry and obsessed. "She's my masterpiece! You can't take her- !"
