When Dante showed Malgaroth a burning black flame hovering gently atop his palm, the demon prepared himself by clenching his sword tightly.
"You had that relic on you back then, right?" Dante calmly asked, receiving no answer from his opponent.
Before going on the offensive, the warlock reminisced about the time he first met Malgaroth.
A young fourteen-year-old Dante was walking along a trail that traveled through an expansive dead field. Beside him, a tall man wearing a black gilded robe guided the warlock to their destination.
"Xander, why are we going to the Serpent Village?" Dante asked.
"How many times do I gotta say this? Call me 'Teacher' or 'Master,'" The man corrected him.
"And, we are hunting a demon, obviously…" Xander continued.
