Calm fell over the world. After the announcement of war, everyone thought Dante would immediately attack Velkan, but... the Demon King wanted to enjoy a brief pause in his plans.
At this moment, he was on the balcony of his palace, which the two women had created, while he observed the mythical landscape they had crafted in the skies.
The monotony of the day pleased him in an unusual way.
Recent times had been intense, but finally, he could enjoy a bit of peace. And who better to share this moment with than Morgana, his witch wife, who had been working too hard...
Morgana appeared on the balcony with an enigmatic smile on her lips, holding a glass of wine. Her long black hair swayed in the wind, and the light dress she wore made her movements graceful. She was, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman Dante had ever seen, and even after everything they had been through together, she still captivated him like the first time.
