"It happened here!" Morgana shouted upon seeing Dante lying unconscious on the ground, Aldria still in shock, hands covering her ears, trembling with fear. The other women began to arrive, and even Simon came to see what had just happened.
"Dante!" Sara yelled, simultaneously shifting her form and quickly placing her hand on his chest, about to heal him [Do this and he dies]. She heard the familiar voice in her heart, that of her Guardian Angel, and quickly withdrew. "He's okay," Morgana concluded after examining him with magic.
"Can you tell us what happened here, Aldria?" Morgana questioned, but before she could respond, "The lineage connection has returned," Nagasawa commented. She could now truly feel Dante's existence through the blood connection between them. "I understand," murmured Morgana. "Is there anything we can do?" Sara asked, but Morgana wasn't sure what to say.
After all, it was a new scenario that not even she could have imagined happening. In fact, there was only one person who could inform them about this...
"Where's Voralith?" Morgana asked, but no one knew the answer. After all... "You sent her away, didn't you?" The question came from Velryna, who appeared on the scene now. Her face was not at all well, and seeing Dante in that sudden condition did not help.
"I hope the fight you two had isn't about something related to me," Velryna said, looking deeply into the eyes of the woman, whom she didn't yet know was her aunt.
"I didn't send anyone away," Morgana said. "Yes, you did. But Voralith didn't leave. She's in a solitary room, away from everyone, resting," Sara commented. "I'll go get her," Vex said, flying off through the corridors quickly.
The atmosphere in that room was not good at all. It seemed like those women were simply entering into a great war that could end in losses. Morgana didn't care, but she was attentive to everything, especially to Voralith, who was an entity from another universe.
She didn't know the details, but what she could gather from Dante was that Voralith was an ancestral spirit of millions of years, and she couldn't even think about trusting her. If Dante hadn't said anything, she would have already taken the opportunity to kill Voralith while she was still not strong enough to defend herself.
The caution among them was really high, not only between them and Voralith but also among themselves. Just thinking that any of them hurt Dante or did something wrong already led to thoughts of extermination. They didn't even ask Dante about it. At least they questioned him about how this Harem dynamic would work. He was just collecting his women without any kind of theory for how it would function.
Look at Nagasawa, just because she didn't receive a kiss, she got into a disagreement with Sara and was reprimanded by Morgana. What could happen if Morgana weren't there? It would create a big problem. Perhaps Nagasawa, possessive, would simply start to hate Sara, all because of a simple kiss.
"My head is hurting," Morgana said. Since she returned, her days have been hell, and it reflected in her personality. She was really tired. "Let's move to a larger area; we need space."
Meanwhile...
"Curse," Voralith muttered as she tried to concentrate, but it was impossible. She had no concentration for it at all. "Why do you look so much like him?!" she shouted within the room, with a sound barrier. After all, she couldn't let her thoughts be exposed for anyone to hear.
Voralith was struggling against the memories of the first part of her long life. The problem was that she didn't want to remember that. In fact, she couldn't, because just thinking about it was already hurting her being.
"You bastard, even dead, you continue to bother me, you damned dragon!" she shouted, roaring with anger as she remembered that man, a man she loved deeply. But before she continued to delve into her deepest memories, seeking a solution to the things she was thinking, a knock on her door completely snapped her out of her thoughts.
"Tsk, who is it now?" she questioned and headed to the door, opening it and seeing a woman with a desperate look.
"We need you! Dante got hurt in some way we don't know! Please, help him!" Vex spoke desperately, without losing her breath. Voralith arched her eyebrows. "Explain," she said, and Vex gave her a complicated look but began to tell her what she had heard.
While all this was happening, the vampire princess was arguing with her mistress...
"You can't leave! My training isn't finished yet!" Elizabeth said to Kaalindra, who had already prepared to transport the cube to the Human Realm. At the same time, Elizabeth wasn't happy at all.
Elizabeth was a simple woman. Despite being the future queen of the vampires as the only daughter, she barely thought about it, considering her father was an endless monster. But now, she was ready to be the strongest of all, if necessary. Especially after finding out that the person who saved her life was alive again, and much, much stronger than her. Did it upset her?
Probably the fourteen-year-old Elizabeth would be furious to know that even after ten years, she was still chasing after an idiotic man.
But the current Elizabeth was a stronger, smarter, and calmer woman. Unlike her explosive temperament, she was more resilient and trained hard to be stronger every day. Yes, she wasn't the best of all, but she was dedicated and had talent for it. Kaalindra agreed to train her to intensify the warrior that Elizabeth was, unlike Elizabeth's mother, who was much more a scientist than a warrior.
That was why Elizabeth received training from the right hand of the strongest Female Vampire.
Or rather... From the second strongest woman among the vampires, Kaalindra Eldora, the Crimson Reaper.
"Your training is already over, child. I need to ensure that your kingdom is not wiped from existence by my mistress," said Kaalindra, very serious, and Elizabeth was initially startled. She had never seen such seriousness in her mistress's words. She had never been like this, so the gravity of the situation shifted, and she suggested something else. "Let me go with you," Elizabeth pleaded, however...
"That's impossible," Kaalindra said. She didn't want to take Elizabeth to the potential battlefield because, unlike Dante and Morgana, she would instantly die if enraged Valentia attacked her. "Take her." The man's raspy voice passed through her ears, and she turned, seeing the Vampire King speaking to her.
"Sorry, but that's not going to happen. It'll be dangerous," she countered the order of the Vampire King himself, something that, well... she couldn't. "If I order, you obey. You're not Valentina or Dante, with special blood that's not under my command," Vlad said, and Kaalindra felt powerless. It was true, if he wanted to shape what she thought, he could, but he didn't out of respect.
"I won't be responsible for her death!" Kaalindra said, and Vlad raised an eyebrow.
"Do you think my daughter would die so easily?" He questioned with a smile that even surprised Elizabeth a bit. Her father had never been so affectionate with her. "Yes, especially with the possible enemy being my mistress," she confirmed, and Vlad couldn't help himself.
"Hahaha, you fear your mistress too much, don't even know her personality, do you?" He said, leaving Kaalindra confused. "What do you mean by that?" Kaalindra questioned, but she didn't receive an answer. She was just ignored as Vlad continued to comment. "Continue what you were doing, and take Elizabeth with you. It'll be a good experience for her...
and I believe she wants to reunite with her old rival, right, my daughter?" Vlad questioned with a smile, and Elizabeth shrunk...
"Tsk, this bastard is also hooking my daughter?" He questioned himself, seeing Elizabeth's flushed expression. He wasn't pleased with it at all, but he couldn't decide anything for his daughter. Vlad, despite not liking it, was a father who preferred to see his daughter happy with someone than sad, as he felt when God abandoned him.
"What are you saying, father!" She spoke quickly after recovering from Vlad's words and soon returned to her normal self. "I just want to beat up that idiot! I still remember what he did!" She spoke quickly. Of course, despite being a great friend of Sara nowadays, Elizabeth still remembers Dante's last day in Kryoris. Or rather...
The great incident that created a worldwide rule: the Blood Armageddon.
"Tsk, I'll have to take care of this brat, as well as worry about the other idiotic brat who dies and revives. What did I do to deserve this? And I haven't even thought about Aaralyn, my little daughter. She must have already been corrupted by that demon! Damn! Cursed mistress who disappeared for ten years!" Kaalindra and her thoughts were already starting to clash.
She was really starting to have small bouts of madness.