Chapter 46: Memento Mori
Ginny’s blood was soaking into the pillow.
Dante crouched beside her, holding her tightly against him.
One hand pressed firmly to her wound, the other trembling with silent fury.
His usually impassive face was twisted by anger.
His jaw clenched, eyes locked on the mutant before him—a beast with a predator’s grin.
Ginny looked up at him, her skin pale from blood loss, her lips curled into a teasing smile despite the pain.
— "You don’t have to be such a sap, Jin..." She whispered, her voice barely audible but still playfully defiant.
She coughed up blood, tinged with a strange purple hue.
— "It’s Arachne’s venom..." she added with a faint laugh, "Mythical stuff... But I’ll hold out, ha ha..."
Dante didn’t answer.
He wasn’t moving.