Neraxis reappeared in his home world and, of course, he was now in his previous house.
Lana and Rara were nowhere to be seen, as he assumed Evangeline had taken them to the mountain.
And yet he soon heard a pair of footsteps from upstairs, heading down.
Evangeline was the first to skip over, and she wore a slightly conflicted expression.
Yet he didn't ask about it. Instead, he simply waited as she arrived before him and kissed him on the cheek.
But the footsteps he heard a moment ago seemed to not only belong to Evangeline, but also a very familiar figure.
Long ashen hair and pitch-black eyes. She was none other than Violet, the Sovereign of Lust.
However...
"Evangeline..." Neraxis muttered warily. "What is she doing in our house?"
"Well... remember the lead I mentioned? Yeah... that's the lead," Evangeline replied sheepishly. "She showed up while we were searching for the others and offered to help. I refused her at first, but she showed me something interesting."
