In a different part of the desolate Death Land, Vincent and Cassandra found themselves squaring off against Ophelia. Cassandra, her pride wounded by Ophelia's earlier actions, glared at her opponent with a mix of anger and determination. "How dare you throw me off so easily. I'll make you regret that," she hissed, her voice tinged with fury.
Ophelia, reveling in the confrontation, responded with a playful and crazy tone. "Ho ho, I'm waiting for it. Come on, show me what you've got," she taunted, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Vincent, who preferred action over words, wasted no time. With a swift movement, he merged into the shadows, his enigmatic nature coming to the forefront. He was the silent type, always letting his actions speak louder than words.