Chapter 190
"I… I… you have no right to use his magic!" Dante roared, staggering forward through the swirling dust, each step driven by pure rage. His fists clenched, body trembling with fury. "I'll kill you! I'll f*cking kill you for murdering my friend!"
"You're not alone in that," came a calm yet resolute voice. Lyra and Charlotte emerged from the haze, their bodies faintly glowing, eyes fierce with purpose. Their hair floated as if responding to the intensity of the magic coursing through them.
"How about we avenge Kael… together?" Lyra offered, her voice like steel wrapped in sorrow.
The Ant King let out a harsh, grating laugh. "You wish to avenge a fallen comrade by banding together? Pathetic. Only the weak need allies. The strong stand alone."
"Wrong!" Dante bellowed, slamming his foot into the ground as he launched forward. "Weaklings don't unite—friends do!"
