Hello everyone I'm back with the next chapter in this ADJ special. Nice reception for the first chapter, wasn't expecting much with this small project. But man, I realized I reached a thousand followers for the first volume, jeez imagine how long it will take to reach that number for Volume 2. But I'm always happy everyone is enjoying the story, and room for improvement in the story itself.
I don't have much else to say since I'll share my thoughts at the end. Remember, once the story is done I'll do an entire chapter responding to Reviews, so don't think cause I'm not responding doesn't mean I don't care, I just wanna make these chapters as quick and short as possible. I hope everyone enjoys the chapter.
Chapter Two: Heaven's Shadow Part Two: Set in Motion
(A Devil's Justice)
"And~~~ all done!" Ghia'ta hummed as she fixed Ragna's hair, tying his hair in it's ponytail. The hybrid found himself standing in a construct mirror, wearing a button shirt and black jeans. It was simple….and the only clothes he could afford. He wore the only other pair of shoes he had, since he never saw a reason to buy since he only needed the ones and his boots. His hair was tied in its usual simple ponytail, but his hair combed back now instead of it simply left alone, Ghia'ta wanted him to look presentable. He didn't really see why, he was supposed to do that with Ghia'ta, and he wasn't in a relationship with Diana.
"Oh Ragna you look so cute."
"I'm pretty sure guys are supposed to be handsome, not cute….not that I'm saying cute is bad, I just thi-!"
"Ragna, relax. You look handsome…really handsome." Ghia'ta leaned up and kissed Ragna's cheek.
"Now remember, just because this isn't a 'date'-"
"Why did that sound like you put air quotes?"
"-doesn't mean you shouldn't treat her as a lady. Treat her like you would treat me on a date." Ghia'ta advised.
"Which reminds me, Valentines is just a few days away, and I'd love to take you out for it." Ragna said. It'd be the first time he actually HAD a valentine date….or a girlfriend for that day.
"Valentines? What's that?" Ghia'ta asked, tilting her head.
"Right….I haven't told you all the holidays…..jeez. Regardless, I am making a promise for a date." Ragna said, rubbing the back of his head.
"Oh you owe me more than that, Mr. I'm gonna run into the first sight of danger!" Ghia'ta reprimanded, jabbing her finger into Ragna's chest.
"I thought you liked Mr. Danger?" Ragna asked with a chuckle.
"I do….." Ghia'ta eyes lowered down to Ragna's chest, pressing her hand against it. She listened and for the briefest moment felt his heart beat. A sigh of relief left her mouth, trying not to put the memory back in her head. Ragna was alive. He came back to her. She can't lose him again. Not like her.
"Ghia'ta?" Ragna's voice pulled her out of her own thoughts.
"Hmm? Oh yes, that reminds me." Ghia'ta started again, walking over and grabbing Ragna's hero garb, placing it in the closet.
"No super hero business tonight." Ragna's eyes widen at the proclamation, shocked that Ghia'ta would decide this.
"B-But Ghia'ta, what if there is a crime en route?"
"I can handle it." Ghia'ta answered, crossing her arms.
"But…But…I have a meeting with League ton-!"
"Ragna."
"What if there's an alien invasion again?"
"Ragna."
"What if I'm attacked and I don't have Morningstar in sight?"
"Ragna."
"What if Diana and I are pulled into another di-!"
"Ragna. The sword. Now." Ghia'ta calmly pointed to the closet. Ragna groaned before sighing in defeat, holding his hand out. The sword flew from the other side of the bed and into Ragna's hand, not because he was gonna keep it close in case of emergencies. Nope, he just put it there cause he wanted to…..yep. Ragna begrudgingly hung the sword in the closet, a satisfied smirk on the sapphire princesses lips.
"Alright, you should be heading out…oh right, Donna." Ghia'ta muttered, realizing they had nearly forgotten about the younger Amazon.
"Diana has already headed downstairs, but we don't want Donna to get suspicious, maybe we sh-!"
"See ya later, Ghia'ta. Love ya!" The princess turned around to see Ragna leaning out his window before taking a dive off it.
"Ragna no! Your hair! Oh…..have fun!" Ghia'ta blew him a kiss before walking out of the room, hoping to distract Diana's younger sister. She also hoped the two would have a good time, since she wanted them to grow closer together…..though, how close even she was still trying to figure out. She was fine with them having sexual intercourse since she it was her blessing….but she also saw the way Diana enjoyed it. And when Ragna spoke to her…..for a single moment, Ghia'ta saw that look Diana had when she stared at Ragna. It was the same look she had for him. For now the two were friends with benefits as Aya explained to her what the term was. However, what would happen if that friendship blossomed into something more….would she be all for it. She loved Ragna, and she did not doubt for a second that he loved her…..but she knew.
She knew others must care for him as well, almost as deep as hers. She remembered the way Jennifer looked at him when he was in his comatose state after the battle with Hades, Zatanna shared a similar look as well. Even Superman's cousin Supergirl never left the room, she continued to watch Ragna sleep. Granted, Diana was also now going through a major ordeal, one she didn't really want to talk about. She can't imagine what that feels like, to be banished from her own home, since Ghia'ta could go back anytime, but Diana couldn't. Maybe, maybe that's why Ghia'ta believes she needs Ragna now more than ever. For now, she'll let them move at their own pace, content with Ragna safe and sound.
As soon as the Sapphire Princess left the room, Ragna hopped back into the room, and grabbed his garbs. He placed them all in his backpack, hooked on his back and jumped out the window. Maybe he won't need Morningstar, but just to be safe.
(A Devil's Justice)
Diana calmly paced back and forth at the doorstops to the apartment complex, patiently waiting for Ragna to join her. She currently wore her blue skirt and red sleeved shirt, to others she looked quite regal the way she walked despite her height. Diana was…well, nervous she supposed. She didn't completely know why, maybe it was because she was going on a….date? Would she even consider calling it that? It's not like Ragna loves her. Like? Sure. Love? Not even close. Yet, why did she feel so strange? Is this how Ghia'ta felt. Perhaps it is because this is the first time she is going on a 'date' with a man, and that one being Ragna.
Granted, she had a pretty good idea on how they work, after watching Ragna and Ghia'tas'...wait, were they going to have intercourse afterwards? While she will admit the feeling was…..breathtaking, she didn't want the three of them to become sex degenerates, especially if that is the only way their new bond is built on. Now she also had a new mission, well more like a new leaf as Aya called it. She needed to see the good in man, something Ragna sees, and what she sees the good in him. She also wanted to build a strong bond with him, and become a better hero for the world. A Wonder Woman. Whatever that meant now.
She also….like to push it all away, all of her failures. She could tell Ragna and Ghia'ta wanted to talk about it, and no doubt the others (Save for Crush and Tala) wished for her safety. Diana knew she should tell them….but not yet, not now. She would do what Ragna did….and push it all down, that did seem to help. Of course her sister being here didn't help, of course she loved Donna with all her help but the younger Amazon was not discreet. The last thing she wanted was another incident earlier with Ragna's friends. She needed to do something with her sister, and to make sure she does in no way harm Ragna. Especially knowing that Ragna is Sparda's son, a factor she kept hidden from Ragna. The Amazons were taught that Sparda and demons in general were the enemy, but when she saw Ragna fighting against the Imperium and how strong he was, she wanted to test his strength.
She still felt she was lacking in his training department, something they can work on, but with everything going on it has been difficult to set a time. Especially the last couple days: Tala, Hades, Ragna….dying. She still felt guilty for what she said, even if Ragna reassured her he was fine, it was something she shouldn't have said. Now of course they were on the right track to being better with one another, friends…..with peculiar benefits. Yeah, that was still a weird saying.
She wondered what she could talk about, since this was a great time to get to know more about Ragna, what his hobbies were besides reading and heroism. She wondered what he feared ... Besides needles it seems, wonder what that is about. According to Ghia'ta he also had a fear of the ocean, which was strange but she will question it later. Perhaps they should also travel around, since she felt like she hadn't been around Redgrave that much besides the school, the museum, and the little restaurant Ragna bought her and Hawkgirl to. She hasn't even been to the mall here. Well, things to consider with changes….that will not be easy, can she even change what she thinks? Well…she has to try at least. It wasn't going to be easy, especially with her-
"SISTER!"
…Sister. Diana looked up to see the younger Amazon leaning over the roof of the apartment complex. The younger Amazon was in her Amazon toga, and a large spear in hand, waving down at Diana with a large smile on her face. Diana smiled in return, while she was happy her sister was happy to see her, she knew it was only because she wanted to protect her from Man's Poison. It's kind of funny, for all her life Diana had always protected Donna from the wilds of Themyscira. Perhaps in her sisters mind she is now returning the favor for the new world….though Diana simply hoped she didn't take it too far. Especially around Ragna or any of her allies in the League. Speaking of, she remembered they had a meeting later tonight, she hoped that they would not be late, or even early for that matter.
"Wait there, Sister! I am coming!"
"What?" Diana's head shot up just in time to see her sister jump off the building.
"Great Hera! Donna don't!" But it feel on deaf ears as Donna slid against the wall of the building and roughly landed on the ground, yet the Amazon was perfectly fine.
"Donna, you shouldn't be doing that." Diana scolded, crossing her arms and glaring at Donna.
"I am perfectly fine, Sister, there was nothing to worry about." Donna said, waving Diana off.
"Yes, there is. The last thing I need is the world knowing you know who lives here." Diana whispered harshly, looking around, silently thanking the Goddesses that there were few people around and were clearly oblivious to the Amazons.
"Is I may ask sister, what are you doing out here?" Diana's eyes widened at the question, realizing she didn't have one should her sister ask.
"I..I-uh….I am keeping my appearance. I am a teacher here after all." Donna rolled her eyes, not really understanding why her older sister was trying so hard to keep this 'secret identity' thing from the public. If she were a super heroine, she'd let the whole world know that she was a proud and powerful woman of the Amazons, Patron of the Goddess of the Hunt. Regardless, she looked around the city.
City. What an interesting place it was. Quite big, bigger than the paintings she saw in Themyscira. The world was much different than what her mother had told her, everything was strange: Like those strange metal machines, vehicles she believed Diana called them. Or those strange magic boxes that depicted theater, Television. So many interesting things, and yet it was wasted by Man's World. She can't imagine the atrocities her sister went through this past month, being in the same room with that manthing, and what was worse is that he is the Son of Sparda. The others were….alright. Ghia'ta seemed kind, but clearly blinded by Manthing's silver tongue. She couldn't understand Jennifer, the twins were fine, Crush was vulgar, and the green robot was…..unsettling.
Now….where was he.
"Donna, are you listening?"
"Huh, oh. Apologies, sister, my mind is elsewhere." Donna said, searching around, confusing Diana.
"Searching for what?"
"The manthing. You said he was on the roof, but I saw no sign of him there. He must have known I was coming and ran, but I know he's close. I can smell him." Donna said, slamming her staff onto the ground. Unbeknownst to the younger Amazon, Ragna walked out of the alleyway behind her, waving at Diana before stopping in his tracks seeing Donna. Diana, making sure Donna wasn't looking at her, quickly shook her head. Ragna slowly took a step back, only to hit a can, alerting Donna. With razor speed, Ragna zipped around a car just as Donna turned around, the Amazon holding her staff at the ready.
"Sister, if I may, don't you think this is a little overreacting?" Diana asked, turning her sister around.
"Why does that matter? The manthing should know his place here. It's bad enough he has pulled all of those girls under his silver tongue, he also uses them for his own pleasure such as that Sapphire Princess and that robot." Donna retorted.
"Donna, Ghia'ta is happy with Ragna….and Aya is not a sexbot." Diana stated.
"A what?!"
"Regardless, Ragna isn't the way you believe he is, or the way the Amazons think of his father." Diana stated, crossing her arms, only to be shocked when Donna shot back.
"He's exactly like the world we were told, him and his father. The Goddesses would have destroyed Hades, but instead of staying out of our battle: Sparda stepped in and took the glory. He is no different, he was the reason Hades was released, and he is the reason you were banished." Donna said. She remembered the retelling of the events leading into Hades by her older sister, how when she arrived on Themyscira. Or how the heroes found out she was searching for the relics, and how the manthing basically let Circe escape and nearly got her sister killed….TWICE.
"It's….it's not that simple, Donna." Diana argued, rubbing her arm. "Ragna didn't bring the others onto Themyscira, I did."
"But you wouldn't have had to bring them had he not intervened with your search for the relics. It was also he who lost the relic to the witch Circe."
"Because of them we also stopped Hades, Donna." Diana said, glaring at her younger sister.
"I'm not denying that they were useful, that if the Son of Sparda had kept a cool head and even thought for a second, he could've stopped Circe and saved all of you." Donna said. While they argued, Ragna listened behind the car, lowering his head as Donna listed his faults. Was…was she right? Had he actually thought of a plan, could he have stopped Circe and saved the others?
"Because of him, sister, you are banished from home." Donna lowered her head, Ragna looking over to see the two sisters with a dejected gaze.
"...That's just the way things are, Sister." Diana said.
"...Doesn't make it fair." With that, Donna walked back inside, leaving the two to their own thoughts. Once the coast was clear, Ragna walked around the car and towards Diana. The two stood in front of each other, both unable to meet one another in the eye. After a moment, Diana cleared her throat, offering Ragna an apologetic smile.
"I apologize for my sisters behavior, what she said wasn't tru-!"
"Hehe, it's fine. She has every right to be mad." Ragna said, chuckling nervously, and surprising Diana. The Amazon wasn't expecting this response, but suspected there was more to it, but she will not push Ragna.
"So uh….should we g-Oof." Ragna grunted as some bumped into him.
"Oh I am so sorry, young man." A man in his mid-twenties said, walking past the two as if on a mission. Diana glared at the man, before helping Ragna, brushing him off. The two looked at each other, realizing how close they are, a burning heat in Ragna's cheeks. Diana truly was beautiful…..her lips looked very kiss-JEEZ! Ragna mentally slapped himself, standing back up and clearing his throat.
"Right, so uh, let's get going."
"Right. Lead the way." Diana said. Ragna smiled as he led the Amazon side by side, and the two couldn't help but notice some staring at them as they walked by, like they were a couple. Unbeknownst the two, the man that bumped into Ragna stood on top of a roof, staring down at the two below. He pulled off his coat, revealing a warrior in white clad robes, before he disappeared in a flash of light.
(A Devil's Justice)
In an undisclosed location, the white clad woman typed away on a monitor, hood covering her features, as several dozen pods hung in the air in front of her. Each pod was white with a golden plate cover, a black silhouette in each one. White tubes ran under the pods, with golden liquid running through them and into the pod. Inside the pods, the silhouettes remained emotionless, lifeless until the pods were opened. Behind her, a flash of light appeared, and walked in the white clad figure standing beside her.
"I have tagged the Son of Sparda Lady Sofia, he is not alone, the Amazonian woman is with him." The man said, the women letting out an annoyed huff.
"Not to worry, my dear Lero, this still works for our plans. The Prototypes are just about done, nearly missing one last key ingredient." Sofia stated, typing in a code on the monitor in front of her. Suddenly, in the corner of the room, a compartment opened up with mist flowing out, revealing a large container with white liquid inside. Lero walked over, his gloves protecting him from the cold, as he took the container and brought it over to Sofia. She typed on the monitor, metal creaking as the floor opened up to reveal a strange type, caples connected to the machine. Lero walked over and placed the container inside, closing the tube.
"Finally, our work is finally completed." Sofia proclaimed, smiling under her hood as she pressed in the command. A low hum echoed across the room as the liquid traveled through the tubes and up the pods. The golden hue inside the pods turned white as snow, given the silhouettes more clear form.
"Yes, yes not even that mad fool in Fortuna could compare to my genius." Sofia proclaimed, clapping her hands together in a prayer.
"Do you see what this means, Lero? The Reverend One will grace us with gifts for such a monumental achievement. O'Mighty Lord Bless us." Sofia exclaimed as she entered another command. A loud HISS echoed across the room as three pods slowly opened up, the white liquid pouring out as three objects landed hard on the floor. The beings slowly stood up as they stood above the two white clad beings.
"Lady Sofia, I do not always question your choices but are you sure these….homunculi are up the task?" Lero asked, eyeing the three beings now towering over the two. They had no distinct body feature that separated one another: Grey muscular bodies, no genitals, no hair, their eyes clear white. They may be standing before him but their eyes have no life, automatons made real. Sofia scoffed as she walked up to the Homunculi, running her hand across ones chest.
"Of course I am sure, Lero. These are the first of my branch within the Angelo Program. They will prove better than whatever Agnus had planned. They will also do what Brother Magnus failed to do." Sofia said as white spectral wings sprouted from the three homuncli's backs. She pressed on another monitor, the ground beneath the three beings opened up. Mechanical arms appeared with several pieces of armor and cloth. The arms placed on the grey kilt first followed by the metal chainmail. Silver armor slipped on their bodies, their wings slipping through the back with the finishing touch being the red helmet.
"Behold, Brother Lero, behold my…..Nero Angelos!"
(Nero Angelos: Homunculi of the Holy Order)
"...May want to rethink the name Lady Sofia." Lero muttered from the side, ignoring the glare from Sofia, but simply ran her hand down the chest plate of the first Angelo.
"These Angelos will assist you in dealing with the Son of Sparda." Sofia stated, walking over to a wall and pressing her hand against it. The wall glowed before opening up, revealing silver crosses of different sizes. Sofia grabbed a few smaller crosses and brought them over towards Lero, handing them over.
"These will be useful in capturing the targets. We cannot fail this, Lero. We cannot end up like Magnus."
"Are you sure this is wise, Lady Sofia? The Reverend One has ordered the boy to be left alone since Magnus' defeat." Lero said. It had been sometime since the defeat of Magnus, once Father now Brother after the Son of Sparda destroyed the base in Redgrave. Since then, the Reverend One has ordered all other factions to remain out of sight of the Son of Sparda.
"The Reverend One will forgive us when we bring him the Son of Sparda's lifeless corpse." Sofia said, walking in front of the Angelos.
"Well, I will finish my end, Lady Sofia. May the Lord grace you."
"May the Lord grace you, Brother Lero." With that, Lero disappeared with the three Angelos. Once they were gone, Sofia deactivated the monitors and left the room in darkness, making her way through. For sometime she simply walked, contemplating her thoughts on the events that will transfold. She planned to lure the Son of Sparda here, where the advantage was in their favor, and they will stop him. Not only did they have Holy Water, they also had the Angelos, and their own strengths.
Sofia took pride in that her faction, the Arch Sphere, will not do this out of fear like Magnus did. Sure she respected Magnus for his power, but that respect went down the drain when he lost not only to the Son of Sparda, but one of three original sources of power for the Paladins. While this did not affect Sofia's faction, it was still a major blow to the American Faction of the Order, a spit in their face. Now Magnus is accepting his just punishment, stripped of his title and sent into the core of the Order, leaving an empty spot in his seat of power. Sofia had no use for the spot, already having one, but she wouldn't mind giving it to her special one, her beloved husband.
"Aris." Sofia said out loud as two doors opened up to reveal a large white room that spread out far, and reached very high. In the center of the room, lifting what appeared to be a skyscraper size rectangle block, was the pure mass of muscular power. Aris grunted with each push, standing at full height as he flexed his muscles. Unlike Lero or Sofia, Aris clothes were a little more revealing: His head was covered by a pointed hood with a vertical gap that concealed his face, silver shoulder plates that held his cape, crosses on each plate. Silver bracers with golden crosses on the arm, silver boots that held his feet up, and white wrestler shorts with a cross as the large buckle. Aris tossed the cube aside rather effortlessly, Sofia shuddered a bit and pushed such sinful thoughts as she stared at her muscular husband's body. She attempted to walk in, but Aris held his hand out, quickly reaching for his gauntlet and pressing something, the room let out a low hum before Aris let out a sigh of relief.
"So…fia…" Aris grunted as he walked over to Sofia.
"Yes, Beloved, I am here." Sofia said, walking up the large behemoth. Aris held his fist out, taking Sofia's rather small hand in his, holding her close. Sofia kissed her husband's hand, a metal cross wrapped around his finger like a ring.
"Son…..of….Spar….da." Aris growled, clenching his other hand.
"Yes my sweet, yes we will soon have the Son of Sparda in our grasp." Sofia promised.
"Crush….Heretics."
"Yes, you and I will crush all the heretics in the name of our Lord." Sofia stated. Aris lifting his one finger and rubbing her cheek affectionately. Sofia leaned into the touch, knowing her husband would never harm her, as gentle as a jolly green giant for her.
His enemies will not share the same fate.
"But first, first we must deal with one minor problem." Sofia said, pushing her husband's hand down.
"Do you remember the plan, sweetie?"
"Plan….simple…disguises." Aris growled, tapping his belt.
"Excellent, we need this to work. Otherwise we'll never find their base, but once we do, we'll take them all out. You and me, against the world's greatest heroes." Sofia proclaimed. Aris let out a low growl, and while Sofia knew he knew what she meant, he couldn't stop the words from escaping his mouth.
"...Justice…..League."
(A Devil's Justice)
As the night slowly crawled over Redgrave, a red vehicle drove up a hill that overlooked the city, the lights illuminating the place. From the passenger seat, Bayonetta hummed as she leaned on the dashboard, sucking away at a red lollipop. She overlooked the city with a small smirk, not so bad from the outside, she remembered looking up how this place was the first place the Church was found in America. Boring stuff, but it beat being in crime riddled cities like Gotham.
"Unfucking believable! What a dump! I drive your ass halfway across the country to find some fucken 'Agent of Darkness' in some honky hoedown town, and this is the place." Bayonetta smirked as she looked over at the small pudgy man sitting beside her driving. He was portly in body shape and boasts a deep coarse Brooklyn accent, keeping his hair in a ponytail and having rather long sideburns. He wore a green winter coat and red scarf, the suit underneath being black with a white shirt. His shoes and gloves are a brown color with his gloves featuring many different rings as if to display what wealth he has (But Bayonetta knew better), and a round black hat and wears dark-lensed glasses with black frames.
"Careful, Enzo, this place is quite special with the Lord. Wouldn't want to get on his bad side." Bayonetta teased, tapping his hat.
(Enzo: Underground Informant)
"Yeah, right. What, is he gonna send his little flock of pigeons down to kill ya ass? That'd be the day." Enzo muttered, driving down towards the town.
"Maybe he will, two birds with one bullet." Bayonetta said, relaxing in the seat.
"So what? You're gonna just go and kill this freak?" Enzo asked, shaking his head. "You ask me that letter sounded like a load of bullshit, I tell ya."
"Well, if it isn't true that's my problem to handle. If it is, I believe you owe me a drink." Bayonetta challenged.
"Sure, fucken whatever." Enzo grumbled. Bayonetta smirked as she tipped his hat up, gesturing to the town.
"Cheer up, Enzo. The town is lit up and the night is ours, and I for one." Bayonetta leaned forward, checking herself in the mirror with a devious smirk.
"Would love to go dancing!"
(A Devil's Justice)
And done. Another chapter out and done, and we're getting one step closer to the fight. A good amount of stuff done in this chapter, nothing ground breaking but nice perspective from Donna. I also get into a bit of some...well not deep trauma but there is trauma over Ragna's death, I just didn't address it because it's not for this story but the next one. Truth be told I did have one more scene, but I felt like I could save that for the next chapter since I want these chapters to be around four thousand words long, it works.
I also revealed more about the main villains: Sofia, Lero, and Aris. If you want a good idea of what they look like, their faction is based on the White Clad Faction from the Fire Force Manga. I really like that series and the White Clad where the white Christian theme clothing, well a lot of the series is like that but you get my point. Sofia design is actually more based on Sister Friede from Dark Souls 3 except in White, Lero wears that standard White Clad uniform, and Aris wears the Iron design but just a bit taller. I originally didn't have Sofia and Aris as a couple, but I figured it would make them more...not relatable but not like plastic or fake characters if ya get my drift. Like they are evil, but more of a lawful evil and actually characters than mouthpieces like some fictional characters can be nowadays (Looks over at Dark Crisis: Young Justice...Shudders in disgust). And yes, they are part of the Order of the Sword so that is fun. The Nero Angelos are based on the Power Angel enemies from Shin Megami Tensei, but I made where they were just fake and not real angels, also they wear silver and not crimson red and no squid shield or normal spear.
I did like bringing up that Diana and Ragna both share a similar way of dealing with things, simply pushing it back down and bottling it. Ragna has been doing it for years, why do you guys think he never brought up the whole memory thing with Ghia'ta, cause he forgot? HA, no (Neither did I), it plays into more with Ragna and Ghia'tas, and by proxy Diana and the others, relationship about more openness between them, after all there is something I've kept from under y'all noses and no one has figured it out and I literally pointed it out in Chapter fourteen at the Red Dawn finale. OBV I'm aware it's not being address and that's kind of the point, but also because this story is not that focus. I can't imagine watching my lover being impaled and dying, and not have some trauma, but it's only be like a day so I wanna build to that moment. And yeah Donna is gonna take some time to get use to Ragna, it just takes time for a plethora of reasons. Anyways, Bayonetta is one step closer, and the fight between Umbran Witch and the Son of Sparda begins soon, while the Arch Sphere set in motions their plan.
I hope everyone enjoyed the chapter. Zer0the0mega108 out!
