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She is by no means dauntless, yet she chose to throw away everything she had to throw away.

He knows he should act now, to rid himself of future headaches.

But...

'Padre.'

She is a monster. And yet, one that he raised with his own two hands.

If all she wanted was simple freedom, why would she still come to see him?

Lone wolves eventually remember the pack to which they belonged. But after today, his daughter will no longer belong to any pack.

Alberto lets out a heavy sigh.

The next time I see you, I <i>will</i> kill you. My daughter. My pride. My traitor.

Lappland smiles, but does not answer.

She is no longer a lone wolf.

Never again will Siracusa have a place for her.

And never again will she need one.

The only thing left is you, Texas.

Are you sure letting Cellinia go alone was the right call?

Don't sweat it.

She asked to go herself, so she must've had a reason for it.

You don't want to find out what that reason is?

Lemme give you a little tip. One of the prerequisites for being a good partner is to never ask your counterpart about stuff she doesn't wanna share!

You two have a great relationship.

You betcha!

What?

What is it?

You've got somebody coming up on you. He's moving really fast.

Just one?

Yeah, just one.

Black hair, dressed like a really flamboyant mob boss, holding two pistol-shaped wands.

...Leon?

Lavinia... I knew it'd be you.

Leontuzzo, why did you come here?

I'm looking for you. But you cut all communication with the famiglia, so I haven't been able to get through.

While I was looking around, I overheard wise guys from another famiglia talking about how someone had blocked off some passages in the secondary core area, which didn't sound like something any of us would do.

Which is why I came here.

That's right... You were with Carracci so long, you must've known this was the best place to break through.

But, I have nothing more to say to you, Leon.

Wait, Lavinia...

I'm here to—

Leon?! Lavinia, and the court guys too...

Alright, so you're the one who's been messing around with the secondary core area behind our backs.

Leon, where the hell did you go after that meeting? Don't tell me you've been with her this whole time.

No, I went looking for my father.

What?

Why didn't you tell me?!

Because when I was face-to-face with Alberto, when I heard the things that carwash worker had to say about me, I finally realized—

I've been wrong my entire life.

That's why...

Demetri and Lavinia stand on opposite sides of the wide avenue.

Leontuzzo takes a deep breath, and finally walks over to Lavinia's side.

That's your answer, huh?

Correct.

From now on, I am no longer Don Bellone.

Leon... you know what this means, don't you?

I do.

<i>Do you?</i>

No matter how grand the Don's ideals were, he still chose to abandon his famiglia!

And you, no matter how grand your ideals may be, you're gonna do the same?!

We're a famiglia, goddammit, Leontuzzo!

Look me in the eye and answer me!

We grew up together. We've been through so much together.

Does all of that mean nothing to you?!

My father saw the famiglia as nothing more than a match to light the fuse of a new era in Siracusa.

He was wrong in his ways, but...

Leontuzzo gradually raises his eyes and looks directly at Demetri.

In the end, I'll stand against all famiglie.

Since it's bound to happen sooner or later—

Let's not drag out the suffering, Demetri.

Just when everything is about to teeter over the edge, a chill engulfs everyone present.

You shall not leave.

You will accomplish nothing.

Not even your bones will remain.

What... is this...?

Urgh... There's a voice... in my head...

A black fog congeals around the area.

As the fog condenses, an impalpable coercion gradually presses down on the heads, shoulders, and hearts gathered there.

From this coercion they feel a thread of kinship, as if its very existence is entangled with the blood in their veins. No, it is indeed an existence entangled with their blood.

But the thread immediately snaps, leaving only bottomless fear behind. Because within this coercion broils bottomless anger.

In this moment, all reason is suppressed, as if a voice is screaming out to them—

Bow down.

Surrender.

It's freezing cold...

Those unable to bear the pressure fall one by one, until only Leontuzzo, Lavinia, and Demetri remain standing.

I remember this feeling...

Leontuzzo turns his gaze towards the entity emerging from the coalesced fog—

Watch out, there's something off about that stuff!

...Il Signore dei Lupi.

Before the words leave his lips, a pack of wolves formed from the fog lunges at Leontuzzo and the others.

Didn't the Signori dei Lupi agree not to meddle in the affairs of mortals?

I changed my mind. Bernardo ruined my plans!

I spent sixty-eight years grooming him.

And now he's killed himself just to deny my victory!

Wh-What did you say?

My father... killed himself?

His father's interpretation of the Signori dei Lupi and the game flash through Leontuzzo's mind.

He suddenly understands that the words his father spoke to him in the church were a kind of approval for him...

And his last words.

His father had planned to take his own life all along.

The price for insulting the Signori dei Lupi is a heavy one.

He may dead, but I won't stop until his bloodline is ended.

Son of Bernardo, you will pay for the sins of your father!

The price is his bloodline and your life!