Dante looked at Musashi and Kojiro, a calm smile on his face as he observed the scene around them — the Witch's Kingdom, now fully restored, as if time itself had obeyed his will. He took a deep breath, feeling the new energy pulsating inside him, the strength acquired through every soul absorbed, every power mastered.
"Well, I have to move on," Dante said, his voice soft but carrying an undeniable authority. "We have more work ahead."
Musashi and Kojiro watched him in silence, as if still processing the miracle before them. Dante's presence was overwhelming, and even though they had faced dozens of powerful enemies, nothing compared to the power he now radiated. The atmosphere around him seemed thick, vibrating with the enormity of what he was capable of.
Kojiro, still in shock, stepped forward, his words filled with respect and curiosity. "Where are you going now?"