Seraphine's interest in Mia seems to deepen with each passing moment, her fascination with the girl's sudden transformation evident in her attentive gaze. Turning towards Argon, Seraphine presents her request with a blend of curiosity and excitement, "Master, can I take that girl?"
Argon, observing the unfolding drama, considers Seraphine's request. He recognizes the value of allowing his subordinates to have their own followers. It's a strategy that has served well within his ranks, enhancing the collective strength and capabilities of his group. "Do what you want," he finally decides, his voice calm and authoritative. "I don't see any problem with that."
Encouraged by Argon's approval, Seraphine approaches Mia, who stands amidst the chaos she's created, her sword still in hand and her laughter slowly subsiding. The fire she conjured continues to burn Dante's corpse, casting a flickering glow that illuminates her features, now marked by a wild, unsettling joy.
