"What the hell is Daris?" Dante asked Brane who who had now retired to the comfort of his seat.
" Daris is a sub division of the Soliel Order." Brane replied simply and turned to Izalea." That boy right there is a paladin."
"A what? Papi now is not the time for one of your dad jokes." Izalea said with a " not cool" expression etched on her face.
" It isn't. See for yourself." Brane smiled and in a split second, he had a knife speeding towards Dante with no way for the latter to dodge.
However before the knife could hit Dante, a burst of purple energy, exploded from his body, redirecting the knife towards Brane, who caught it easily.
" See?" Brane smirked and turned his gaze back to Dante.
" What is this?" Dante asked as examined the wisps of the purple gas- like substance coming out of his body.
" That's..." Izalea tried to say but Brane cut her off.
" Let me tell you a story, lad. A few thousand years ago, the Creator sent the divine angel of prophecy ... Wait you are a Christian right?" Brane stopped and asked Dante.
Dante nodded affirmatively.
" Good cause I wasn't planning on explaining the concept of the Creator and his servants. Ok so as I was saying, the Creator sent the divine angel of prophecy, Raziel, down to Earth to put a stop to Azazel a Greater demon who was hell bent on exterminating the human race. His grand plan was to create the banes of humanity. Raziel , however, being a being with the ability to see the future, saw right through Azazel's plan and slew him before it was even implemented. One thing managed to slip Angel Raziel's power of clairvoyance though. As a last resort, Azazel cursed his blood and from it a creature was born. The descendants of this creature is what we call downworders. They grew so powerful that even the great Raziel couldn't stop them on his own. To overcome that barrier, he found a six people who were brave in heart and mind and lent them the gift of the six chaotic elements. They managed to kill the first downworder but his descendants lived on, scattered across the globe. So, the Soliel Order was created. An organization that kept the downworders in check. The six individuals were jailed as the heroes of humanity and were called the Delta Paladins. They were able to wield the Arcaneum, a mystical power that allowed it's user to wield great power. However, there was one of the Delta Paladins who, instead of the Arcaneum, wielded the Tenebris, the power to wield all forms of the Arcaneum without any restrictions. He was named the Shadow Paladin. His power was so great that his own comrades feared him. Out of grief, he committed suicide and cursed his power, to be stuck in the plains of Tartarus till humanity needed it the most. When the other paladins died, their power chose a worthy successor, hence continuing the cycle. But the thing is, there has been no other Shadow Paladin since it's progenitor. None until now."Brane's face became more serious as he ended.
" So you're saying I'm this Shadow Paladin?" Dante asked doubtfully.
" Yes but the thing is, as soon as a Delta Paladin is born, the Arcaneum in his or her body gives off something like a signal for us to find. But with you, there was nothing. I would never have found you if Izalea hadn't brought you here."
" So there are five other people like me?" Dante asked .
" Exactly so. Also the Soliel Order has it's own fighting force called the Arcana Guard. I'm the director of the Daris subdivision."
" Izalea conjured water out of thin air. Is she a Delta Paladin?" Dante asked, gesturing to Izalea.
" You are right. She is the water paladin." Brane answered with a soft smile at the corner of his lips.
" How are you not freaked out? I mean you should." Izalea asked in disbelief.
" I know it my seem weird but I feel that everything he says is true. I mean you literally made water rise out of the ground. That's more than enough proof for me." Dante responded thoughtfully.
" You're a smart one ." Brane said as he nodded approvingly.
" How can I control it?" Dante asked Brane.
" Okay lad. It's time for you to go home. Rena will tear my head off if I don't send you home before dinner" Brane smirked mischievously.
Dante, sensing what would happen next tried to protest but before he knew it, Brane had him flying towards another one of the golden portals.