Chapitre 399: Red Pyscho II

Dante roared in agony as Vorax's claws tore through his flesh, leaving deep, bloody gashes across his chest. The demon stumbled backward, his eyes wide with disbelief. He had never experienced such excruciating pain before, not even from the most skilled human warriors.

Slowly, he regained his footing, a grim determination replacing the shock in his eyes. "Hmm... this is interesting," he growled, his voice raspy from the pain. "What are you?"

Vorax chuckled, a chilling sound that sent shivers down Dante's spine. "Used to be a demon," he replied, his voice echoing with a dark power, "but now I'm stuck in this kid's body."

"Demon...? Do you have a name or a title?" Dante inquired, his curiosity piqued despite the pain.

"Vorax Maelstrom," came the chilling reply.

Dante's eyes narrowed, a flicker of recognition passing through them. "Vorax Maelstrom..." he hissed, the name laced with a mix of fear and hatred. "A Psycho..."