(Dante POV if you didn’t read the subtitle)

It had been a long day, with many of the Sinners dying in battle. You’ve rewound the clock so much it doesn’t even feel real anymore. To you, it’s odd that the Sinners understand your ticks, but not your train horns of agony. You and then decided that it was time for them to finally learn your pain.

Two hours later, Heathcliff, Ishmael, Hong Lu, Faust, & Quitoxe had come back, being carried by the other sinners (Gregor, Outis, Sinclair, Yi Sang, Rodion, & Meursault) since those five were dead. Vergilius started to ask you to rewind the clock, but before he could finish, you had enough.

And made the loudest train horn- not even a train horn anymore, probably a cruise ship horn type of noise. They had crossed a boundary they couldn’t fix.