Olivia slammed her SUV to a stop in front of Rina’s car."You're insane!" Olivia screamed, running out of her vehicle, the detonator still tightly gripped. "Amel is still inside that building! You two are cowards! Why did you run away when my mother was still in there?""Amel said she left! She has a safe house, she escaped!" Mia retorted."Amel said that was a lie!" Olivia countered. "Amel sent a distress signal to my secret phone. Lyra kidnapped her! Lyra set me up!""Desmond! You have to move now! Lyra is singing! Valerius is coming!" Rina snapped.Desmond stared at the Siren and smirked. "Mia! Rina! To the roof! Now!"They sped off. As they rounded the final corner and entered the dust-shrouded area, Lyra was ready. Valerius stood behind her. An elegant man, wearing a classic black suit, his eyes blood-red, stared at Lyra with an arrogant smile."Ah, the troublesome Harem Devil!" Valerius declared, his voice heavy and domina

Mia held Valerius with her Lamia strength, struggling fiercely to resist the Noble’s dominance."Mia!" Desmond shouted; he didn’t want to lose his valuable Partner."You are too late! This Lamia is just a daring pet!" Valerius roared, gripping Mia’s neck with his Demonic strength.Desmond smiled cruelly; his aura increased to a level he had never experienced before. He was the Harem King now. He turned the tables. He picked up the silver dagger Sella had dropped earlier. A silver dagger, an item Demons favored using."Amel told you, Valerius. I am the Demon of Dominance." Desmond attacked. He aimed for Valerius’s spiritual core, which was busy fighting the Lamia.The dagger pierced Valerius’s chest; Valerius screamed. Mia freed herself from Valerius. Mia ran toward Desmond."We won!" Mia exclaimed, relief radiating on her face. They hugged. Lyra flinched. She watched Valerius retreat into the Demon Portal Gate,

"He'll die before that happens," Desmond hissed. Lyra turned. Desmond no longer displayed human emotion. He was an Incubus determined to dominate, fueled by cold hatred and the pure, drained DP of Amel, Mia, and Lyra.In the dimly lit corridor, filled with the roar of the water filtration machines, Desmond felt the resonance of Sella's Nephilim Blood—no longer chaotic, but structured and projected—as a lure drawing the attention of Kael and Valerius.Desmond turned to Lyra, noticing her growing exhaustion, realizing she had pushed herself too hard."Siren, what's going on?" Desmond asked.Lyra gripped Desmond's hand tightly. "Kael... Kael has formed a strong spiritual bond with Sella. That's not Sella's DP. That's FAMILY DP, Desmond. Kael is absorbing Nephilim energy that only Sella and you can possess. If you don't release her now... Sella's blood bond will become a curse for you. Sella doesn't want to hurt you, Edi, she wants... you back. Ka

"Kael has started the transfer ceremony! We're out of time, Desmond!" Rina snapped. They had arrived at a junction within the drainage tunnel. There was a small hatch, the entrance to the Warehouse, and the Valerius Gate. He turned toward Rina, the towering, cold Chameleon Anomaly beside him, her yellow eyes reflecting sharp calculation. "Rina, what do you know about Kael and Vance?" Rina adjusted her torn leather jacket, a swift movement that belied her exhaustion. "Kael, the Charm Demon. He's a master manipulator. He'll definitely use Sella to kidnap Amel and trap all of us. And Vance... he's the leader of the Obsidian Ring. That syndicate... they operate behind the scenes, targeting Anomaly power." "Kael exploited my weakness. He knows Sella is my weakness. And now... he's using Sella to distract us from Amel." Desmond clenched his fist, the muscles in his arms tightening. "He thinks by kidnapping Sella, I'll panic and rush straight into his trap. But he's wrong. He doesn't know

The roar of a dimensional explosion tore at his eardrums, replaced by a sudden silence filled only with the sound of scorching heat. Desmond fell, not onto the soft mattress of his apartment, but onto a pile of coarse, boiling sand. His body, which had fully recovered since the last battle, now felt crushed, as if every bone had reverted to its most fragile state. "It hurts," Desmond hissed, trying to crawl. His brain worked slowly; the residual fog of the time transition shrouded his consciousness. The Dark Incubus System pulsed, sending a jolt of cold energy through his core of desire, as if protesting its current lack of power. "DARK INCUBUS SYSTEM: Identifying essential damage: 85%," a flat voice whispered directly into Desmond’s mind. "Dimensional eternal lock remains bound. Demon Body Manifestation Power Locked Level 1. Desire Power ZERO." "Please stop that noise," Desmond sighed, lifting his head from the sand. His l