Angels of Death

Neo's eyes narrowed.

"You know where I can find them?"

There was no response.

The Sphinx had vanished.

It's message was clear: Neo had to come meet it if he wanted answers.

Neo clicked his tongue and stood up.

"Let's go. We are leaving."

'To where?' Velkaria asked.

"To the World of the Living."

Neo sent Velkaria back into his Shadow Space.

He took one last sweep through the palace, searching for Bael, only to be unsuccessful.

With a faint sigh, he turned around and exited the palace.

Outside, the Underworld's landscape stretched before him.

"I greet thee, Prince," Veldora bowed. He had been patiently awaiting Neo's return. "How was your meeting with the Monarch?"

"It was... unexpected," Neo replied.

Neo chose not to reveal Hades' absence.

'Some of the Grim Reapers must have an inkling that Father is missing.'

'After all, nobody has seen him in ages.'