Here, in the second Circle of Hell, lost souls wander through the raging storms and the terrible winds; driven by their desire. Cupiditas rules over this very Circle, kept safe from the treacherous billowing of the wind far below.

In his palace, where all things seem to flourish underneath his hands, you seem to blossom as well. Where there was once nothing, flowers bloom from rich soil.

"How amusing," the Demon Prince chuckles, watching the lost souls fight against the storm below.