Well, let’s kill him again

The reborn city gleamed under the moonlight. Siren still felt a shiver of disbelief as she took in each restored building, every ruin now a distant memory, as if the devastation had never happened. Her kingdom stood tall once more, and the reason for that was standing right beside her.

Dante, in his colossal dragon form, watched the scene with a satisfied smile before shifting back into his human form. He ran a hand through his black hair, his golden eyes reflecting the night's glow.

"So, satisfied?" he teased, his voice carrying that careless superiority that defined him so well.

Siren sighed, crossing her arms as she regarded him. "I don't know if satisfied is the right word… but I'm definitely impressed." She glanced around once more, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "Come, let's go inside. I want to talk to you."