A visit to the Giants.

The Ninth Circle of Hell, once a desert of suffering and punishment, now trembled with a new and terrifying energy. The blackened ground pulsed with demonic magic, and the air carried a scarlet glow of pure arcane corruption. Titanic structures of obsidian and ebony began to rise from the depths, forged by ancient runes and the uncontrollable power of the Demon Witches.

Valentina observed the scene with a satisfied smile. "Looks like we're off to a great start…" she murmured, her eyes scanning the Ninth Circle, now transformed into an infernal construction site. Demons of various castes and witches who had perished in the war against Mary Rose worked tirelessly, shaping an empire of darkness.

Beside her, Alice chuckled softly, crossing her arms. "Let's just say the Demon Witches are even more efficient than I imagined. Their souls may have been reaped in the war, but now they belong to something greater… and far more terrifying."