Madness Unleashed

"Do you even understand what you are doing? You are just a dumb bitch who got played by the demons and is too much of a chicken shit to acknowledge that."

What Dante didn't know was that Beatrice had gone completely crazy after her plan to curse him had been foiled.

Beatrice was completely out of her mind. Her madness had taken away any little sense logic that she still retained within her twisted mind. She started muttering inaudibly.

Dante could see the movement of her lips but could not discern what was wrong with her.

"What…what are you doing? I knew you were cuckoo but…this…this is so much worse than I thought."

A shadow spread over Dante's face as he felt demonic energy oozing out of her. Only then did he know what she had been doing. She was communicating and those words were definitely not meant for him.

The proof was right in front of him as he was being dragged into Limbo.

"Sh*t…not at this time."

As soon as he entered Limbo, Dante proudly took out his Rebellion and started hacking at the things that were crawling seemingly out of nowhere.

The ground was splitting apart all around him and he was continuously falling towards the bottom.

On the other hand, Beatrice, who was continuously being lifted towards the top of a building, looked more terrifying than the demons stared daggers at him full of hatred and anger.

Now that they were in Limbo, Dante was sure of one thing; Beatrice really did hate him enough to kill him. One look at her and he could tell.

At this point in time, he was not so worried about the damn woman but only about the child that was still in her belly.

So, Dante did the only thing that he could. He put the humungous looking Rebellion on his shoulder, made a pose that he thought would be cool and looked straight at the demons in his way before taunting them with a smug expression that would cause even an old lady on the street to punch him in the face.

"Come at me, you b*stards."

A flood of demons came at him but he made a quick work out of them. Each time he swung Rebellion, two or more demons would be flung far away from him and some would lose a part of their body.

"Ain't so tough now, are ya?"

Dante had a talent in riling up the demons. He could incite trouble wherever he went by only using his tongue and nothing else.

Dante was focused on reaching the top as he was worried about the child. Therefore he pushed most of the demons off into the abyss below and continued heading up like a bullet train that had gone off its tracks and smashing away anything in its way.

The demons in his way were nobodies who couldn't put a scratch on him. Therefore he was once again standing in front of Beatrice in the blink of an eye.

Beatrice was panting heavily due to her anger and her madness. Dante saw her flaring nostrils and felt that if he pushed any further, flames might erupt out of her nostrils.

"Why are you still alive…why can't you just die…die…Die…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…DIE…"

Beatrice looked sad for one second and mad for the very next. Towards the end of her muttering the volume had grown so loud that Dante had to put his hands on his ears to escape from the soul piercing sound. The scream was shaking even the Limbo. Even Demons were unable to handle that sound and were falling down silently to the ground.

Madness was eating Beatrice from the inside. She was feeling miserable. All she could see was red. A single thought was taking over her mind and was replicating inside her at a rapid speed. She wanted to kill someone…no…she HAD to kill someone….someone who had ruined her life and had taken away her child from her.

She wanted to kill that person who had ruined all the chances for her child to survive. She was out for the blood of Dante.

She sprang forward and rushed towards Dante with the sacrificial knife in her hand. The only option that she had to ensure the safety of her child was to kill Dante there and then. She could hold her end of the bargain in that manner.

But was Dante someone who could be taken down by a weak and pregnant woman at her whim.

Dante disarmed her and firmly held her arm in his grasp. He was planning to forcefully take her with him so that he could ensure the survival of the child.

Beatrice by then had fallen into an abyss of despair. She was madly thrashing about and abusing him with all her strength but there was nothing she could do to get out of his grip.

In her desperation she turned to the one being that she was sure would be watching them.

"MEMNOOOON!"

"MEMNOOOON!"

Her crazy screams were making it harder for Dante to drag her away but he was somehow doing exactly that.

"What's the matter with you? Shouting like that…"

A leisurely voice answered inside her head. Memnon pretended as if he had been disturbed during his peaceful promenade.

"I knew you were listening…"

"Of course, I have to make sure that you keep your end of the deal. Looks like I would have to look for someone else…hahaha."

"Help me kill this b*astard. I will do anything that you want. I know that you want to kill him too."

"He isn't someone I can kill by waving my hand. On top of that I can't come over there too. The most I can do is give you the power to kill him yourself…of course that is only if you are willing."

Beatrice revealed a sinister smile as if that was the best option for her. She wanted to release all her pent up anger on the man who had ruined everything for her.

"You know that you won't be going back if you rely on my power."