Vida could feel it instantly—Aria had feelings for Dante. To confirm her suspicion, she moved closer to Dante and whispered,“Who is she? Is she going to be the first woman in your harem?”Dante could only smile. Since awakening, love hadn’t crossed his mind.“What do you think?” he replied.“She’s not bad.” Vida shrugged. “Why not introduce us?”Dante walked toward Aria, pulling Vida along. Aria felt her heartbeat quicken as the two, whom she already believed were lovers, approached.“Hi, Aria. This is Vida. Vida, this is Aria.”Aria suddenly felt the need to make a good first impression. She had never felt intimidated by another girl before. She was beautiful, admired by many, and received love letters daily. But the same could be said about Vida. Unlike Vida, who had black hair, Aria had striking purple hair and blue eyes.“Hi, Aria. Do you mind showing me around the school? Dante’s really not good at it.” Vida smiled.“Me?” Aria was surprised but flattered. “That would be my pleas

The training field was empty, save for two figures standing across from each other. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows as the air carried a stillness that made the moment feel sacred.Dante stood calmly, his sword resting at his side, while Instructor Bane observed him with sharp eyes. There were no spectators, Instructor Bane decided a sparring section is enough punishment for Dante. In truth, he just wanted to see how much Dante had grown."You’ve grown stronger," Bane remarked, tightening his grip on his sword. "But strength alone is never enough. Show me how much you’ve improved."Dante nodded, bringing his blade up in a ready stance. The moment Bane moved, he did too. Their swords clashed in a flurry of sparks, each strike precise, each movement deliberate. Bane remained mostly on the defensive, only attacking when Dante left an opening. His movements were calculated, aiming to expose Dante’s weaknesses rather than overwhelm him.Dante, however, was not the same s

The night air was cool as Dante moved through the shadows, avoiding the patrolling academy guards. He had planned this meeting with Raiden in advance, and sneaking out was a minor inconvenience compared to what he stood to gain. He wasn’t wearing his signature Raven mask tonight, but a simple nose mask covered his face, obscuring his identity from any prying eyes.Once he reached the city outskirts, he blended in with the sparse nighttime crowd. The streets were quieter at this hour, making it easier to navigate without drawing attention. Soon, he arrived at his destination—a small but well-kept shop with a modest sign hanging above the entrance: Stormfang Trading Co.Pushing the door open, a familiar scent of polished wood and rare herbs greeted him. Behind the counter, Raiden was busy examining a beast core under a magnifying glass. His keen eyes flickered up the moment Dante stepped inside.“And you are?” Raiden asked, though it was clear he already had an idea.“Raven.” Dante remo