The real problem arises when you have too many women and only one man. I don't need to say the size of the headache that just one word generated...
"Daddy, are you okay?" Eldrax asked as he bent down to see Dante's body lying on the ground, his entire body was in a... deplorable state.
"Eldrax, don't talk to this traitor! Get out of there immediately!" Morgana, in the distance, sitting at a tea table with the other girls, called out to the teenager who was a little worried about her daddy...
"Yes, come eat cake, little Eldrax. Let this idiot think about the shit he did," Sara said, completing Morgana's words.
Dante, on the other hand, didn't even have time to worry about these things. He was just glad the girls were really getting along...
