The demon that now occupied Eveline's body was an indescribable monstrosity. Its green skin, massive claws, and twisted horns radiated an aura of pure envy, a negative energy that seemed to consume the environment. The obsidian chamber, already marked with deep cracks, trembled under the pressure of Envy's power. Dante barely managed to keep standing as the air around him distorted, swallowed by the overwhelming force of the creature.
"I am the reflection of all your weaknesses," the demon's guttural voice echoed, reverberating through the prison walls. "You cannot defeat me. I am everything you have tried to hide. Everything you fear the most. And now... everything you desire the most will be my strength!"