She Holds The Mark.
"She is the one." Dante claimed with finality in his tone as clear as the glowing globe in the cloudless sky outside.
"Well, if you say so." Serena shrugged and resumed her observation of the girl, still not looking fully convinced.
"She holds the mark on her chest. I witnessed it myself." Dante added.
"And I- I received the premonition from the gypsy about- well, about dying." Teresa added from her side. She couldn't care to prove herself to this woman, but if Dante was making an effort to prove she was the one then perhaps this woman was of importance.
Teresa is new here and although she could tell by the mere feel of auras that Dante was far more powerful than this woman, she too was not someone to take lightly to.
