After his death, Dante's corpse had not been disposed of. Under Gabriel's command, Anna had kept it in an abandoned warehouse within the camp that was rarely used.
It was a warehouse that had once been used to store weapons, but because of constant leakage from the roof, it had been abandoned and relocated to a different section of the camp.
At this moment, Gabriel loomed over the corpse of Dante Ironheart with a calm yet unreadable expression on his face.
If any of the people who had fought against Dante had witnessed this sight, they would never believe that the unstoppable warrior who had slaughtered countless enemies was now lying cold and lifeless on the floor.
However, there was not just one corpse.
Beside Dante lay the corpse of the deceased vampire duke, the same one Gabriel had slammed into the ground on Floor Ninety Nine.
"I should be angry at you for killing one of my own. Why do I not feel anything?" Seraphina asked, confusion evident on her beautiful features.
