As Athena soared through the fiery skies of Hell on the back of her hell beast, a few flames on her shoulder stubbornly continued to burn. She shook her head slightly at the flickering embers, whispering under her breath, "Predictable."
The hell beast, a colossal creature with scales like molten lava and wings of blazing fire, swooped low and landed with a thunderous thud outside the towering Castle of Blood. Its claws dug into the crimson-stained ground as it let out a guttural growl. Athena slid gracefully from its back, her robes billowing as she landed.
No sooner had her feet touched the ground than Virgil materialized beside her, his pale and immaculate form contrasting starkly with the infernal surroundings. His expression was impassive, but there was a sharpness to his tone as he spoke. "You know, what you're doing with Moranda will come back to bite you in the ass."