"Huu…"
Damien took a deep breath.
'Realistically speaking, this is going to go badly, isn't it?'
He had been in the Celestial Prison for a decent amount of time now. This space was great for sitting alone and thinking, and as Damien spent more time here, he realized that it had more benefits than he expected.
In normal cases, this prison was meant to absolutely rob any and every one of their abilities. No matter how they tried to escape, they'd find their mana and strength unable to do anything.
Even if their minds were amazing enough to devise strategies to escape, they wouldn't have the appropriate means to actually test those theories.
Dante was trapped here for an unknown amount of time because he wasn't enough to break the prison's mechanisms.
Still, Dante was able to influence them slightly.
And Damien…Damien was Dante's greatest creation.
He was everything Dante was and more.