(Disclaimer: This chapter contains mild scenes of violence and gore that some readers may find uncomfortable.)
Dante ran through the dense forest chasing after the blurred figure. He wasn't sure who or what it was, but his instincts told him it wasn't anything good.
He stopped running once he found himself surrounded by a thick fog. He looked around with his sword drawn. He realized he must have ran too fast because Seri was no longer behind him.
He heard footsteps to his right and quickly jumped to the side, barely missing a slash of a sword. He held his sword out defensively. The fog cleared up slightly revealing a young teenage boy wearing all black with a white mask.
Dante recognized this uniform. It was the uniform of the child soldiers in the Sanki Kingdom. They dressed in black and wore white masks with a black insignia. They brought fear to anyone who witnessed them. These children trained from birth to be ruthless killing machines.
