Dante's every step was filled with dread. He knew his dad would kill him if he brought dishonor to him by surrendering.
But he had no choice.
He had seen what Lily was capable of now and it terrified him. Alone, he knew he stood no chance. She had her pet bodyguard with her but she too had changed and became freakishly strong. As they were making their way to where the Former head was taken, they came across several patrols.
Each one was asked the same question.
"Did you kill your comrades."
The ones who said yes. The ones who laughed. The ones who scoffed and berated them. All of them died. Not a single one was spared. Each one died in a way that was somehow more gruesome and terrifying than the last.
However, when they came across the wounded who had remained loyal to her father, she would stop for a second and pull outt a strange liquid and give it to them or pour it into their mouths if they were incapable of doing it themselves.
