"Are you worried about me?" Dante asked but she frowned.
"I'm serious, you dummy! Your arms bleeding a lot. We have to get it treated." She said and then he started laughing. ruly refreshing! "Wait! Are you seriously laughing right now? I'm being concerned yet you're..."
Her words were quietly interrupted when someone poked a knife to her neck.
"Gotcha!" Her eyes widened in horror. It was one of those crazy guys that were chasing after them. Dante froze looking at Kathrina and the man behind her.
"He's got a knife, run and get help!" She yelped but Dante wasn't about to scurry away when he knew he could do something about it. He got up but suddenly felt dizzy. Why was he...?
His eyes landed on the dagger in his arm. It wasn't just a dagger, it was an oak tree dagger imbuded with the devil's power and was capable of weakening even the strongest vampire Lord. Katherina's captive laughed.
