Dante's form began to slowly return to being Ziriel, and his tired, panting body sank to the ground, falling to his knees amidst one of the most brutal scenes he had ever witnessed.
Panting, she murmured, "This is nothing compared to what I'm going to do to your emperor, you noble pieces of crap," he said, starting to blur his vision, but a hand appeared at his side, holding him up.
"You've worked hard, master," Aaralyn said as she supported him to walk. At the same time, she watched from afar and truly realized something... This was indeed Dante Scarlet. Any doubt she had now completely dissipated. Not only had he wielded Valentina's spear, but he had slowly seen Valentina herself for a moment in the shadow of her Master.
"We need to get out of here, this place is going to collapse," she said as she led Dante, who had little strength left to stand, but still fought steadfastly, but... He passed out.
