The Duke was calling out orders and the guards were trying to pin down the cursed but they were starting to go mad with bloodlust. The fighting broke out. He looked around and said softly “Dante…”

Dante was on the floor leaning against the wall, his eyes zoned out from the music and the pain. Blood dripping from his nose from the pressure. 

The woman laughs and said “you don’t need to fight my dears…I will make all the pain go away…” then there was a blast of purple light and a hand banished the dark limbs. “No!” The light blasted out and soon they were on the stage once more, Ana holding both of them by their shoulders. 

The woman hissed at Ana and said “who are you…how can you push me away?” Ana smirked and said as she held up the book. “I am the witch of the purple moon. The one born of the children of the night…I am the nights sworn protector…and I will end your parade of madness…”