Samyaza wasn’t one that paid many people heed unless they acquired his attention or wrath. The little girl grabbed his interest for the time being, especially since she had called him Uncle. Considering that there were plenty of their siblings still locked away, he could only assume that she was one of sin’s children. “Oh, that’s very good advice he said”, he said with a snicker while his sister remained calm and collected. Once the girl left, he watched slightly from the corner of his eye and then looked over to her mother, who didn’t hesitate to inform them of their failure. “Wasn’t our fault, it was the Calamari! I’d like to see you do better against him…” Keres silenced him with a pair of fingers against his lips and immediately he ceased his words. “Had we been able to go full strength, then we would have caught him before the whole Eligaos situation. Your [i[other sister was basically a handicap and slowed us down”, she spoke, referring to Junko. “Sol, even at full power would have difficulty handling us at the same time. Why do you think we were the first he sought out to join him?”
“Because he filled your heads with promises of doing as you please after he was to defeat me”, the god said plainly. “They have no loyalty other than to each other, that’s why it was so easy to have them go hunt him down. If I had permitted it, they would have killed him. That’s why I had Junko go with you two.”
The intrusion of yet another sister was starting to cross Keres, while Samyaza merely looked at the pretty little thing with the stomach bump. While the drawing of the family tree wasn’t of any importance to him, the name Steele reached his ears. “Steele? The angry pup is still alive?” He knew nothing of either this Dante or Colden but he suppose that they were both also children of sin. He kept the information in the back of his mind for the time being- there was likely something that could be gained from the knowledge. “Guess he must have grown up, can’t wait to pinch those little cheeks of his again.”
His sister's’ eyes narrowed darkenly, she grew tired of these women that slithered their way somehow into their blood. If she had it her way, she would have ended all four of them so that she wouldn’t have to hear their voices again. “Such pretty little flowers to be delivering threats they can’t fulfill to weeds like us.” Samyaza shrugged at it; if it came to it, then he would welcome the challenge. Death and punishment weren’t things he feared; there was only one thing that did it for him and it wasn’t a recommended option. As for his sister, he suppose that the girls could thank that their father was here so that they could bark all they want yet if the time came to it, they’d be the ones littered in bites. The thought amused him greatly as he leaned his head against Keres’ shoulder.
Xunatar looked at the two that were greatly revered as the black sheeps of the entire Norcross family before his attention shifted over to Eldora as she prepared to show them something. Sam looked on at all while the older sibling watched with folded arms against her chest. The vision showed Sol, who apparently found his way to Undine and her father. From the corner, Junko could seen as well, a stern look in her eyes as she kept her distance from him. Her fingers tapping lightly against her arms as she waited to see how this played out. If hadn’t been long since she found him and it took much convincing her not to turn him in until he freed Undine. Aside the brief mutterings that left him mouth, he was seeming calm, or at least as much as he could muster.
“I care very little if you trust me or not, but your daughter did. I couldn’t do any more harm to her than what she had faced. You coddling her and putting her to sleep at any sign of danger won’t help her either.” His teeth clenched together as he tried to restrain himself, and took a deep breath. Something that he seemed to have gained from Junko from the looks of things, at least to Xunatar since he knew her the best out of everyone presence. The god looked on with an icy gaze as his son continued. “Fine, what will it take then? I’m capable of proving my worth, if that’s needed.” He thought for a moment before he turned to Junko. “Cut my hand.” She looked at him surprised but moved over to him and took out a small dagger. She didn’t give him time to prepare before she slid the blade against the palm of his hand and he winced a bit as the blood seeped into the water. Immediately Keres tilted her head and stepped closer to the vision. “Really? He’s gonna do that…?”
“Do what, sissy?”, Sam asked, confusion dripped over his face.
“A blood oath. It’s a pact between two people in which if one of them breaks it, the perpetrator dies. It requires the sharing of their blood and only powerful demons can make this sort of deal. Sol’s desperate, the most I’ve ever seen since getting us on his side so long ago.”