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Location: City Ruins
@LmpkioDante slowly started stepping towards the demons in a nonchalant manner. He knew these guys in and out, so he figured he would wait for them to make the first move. The first one struck, a Hell's Pride with a downward diagonal slash of it's scythe. However, before it could even bring the scythe down far enough, Dante already whipped out his pistol and shot it in the stomach. Hah, too slow. As the Hell's Pride fell lifeless to the ground, Dante continued his casual walk towards the rest of the demons without missing a step, as if the Hell's Pride hadn't even attacked him at all
The next Hell's Pride came at him from the left, delivering an underhanded swipe of it's own scythe. In one smooth motion, Dante immediately dodged the slash with a casual sidestep, leaving him now standing behind the demon, and playfully tapped in on the shoulder. The Hell's Pride quickly swung the scythe in Dante's direction again, the inertia of the scythe swing turning its body towards Dante. Dante immediately saw the swing and reacted by making a quick leap into the air before the scythe could reach him.
He then landed on the handle of the scythe as the demon finished its swing and stood on it for a second. "From here, you can get a great look at my boots!" Dante said right before performing a forward spinning kick straight into the demon's face. The Hell's Pride was launched backwards and landed unconscious about 10 feet away from Dante, who himself landed on his feet and continued his way towards the demon horde. Piece of cake
The final Hell's Pride came rushing at him from the right and made a swift sideways strike at chest level. Dante countered with his sword, and 2 blades immediately clashed together. Sparks flew as Dante ground his sword against the scythe, pushing it in just a way in an attempt disarm the Hell's Pride. It worked, and as the scythe flew out of the demon's hands, Dante made a series of fast sword slashes of his own across its chest. He finished flurry of attacks with an upward swing, which launched the Hell's Pride straight into the air. Before the Hell's Pride landed, Dante then pulled out his second pistol and unloaded a storm of bullets into it. As it got shot it flew even farther in the air, the force of the constant barrage of bullets keeping it in the air, and then finally landed a bloody, bullet riddled mess of a corpse
Dante turned to face the final demons and held out his arms in a 'come at me' kind of pose. "If that's the best you got, this'll last all of 30 seconds!" Dante bragged with a smirk of confidence on his face. However, as he spoke he was blindsided by the feeling of a fireball hitting him from behind. As he staggered forward, he quickly turned around to get a look at the assailant. It was one of those other demons that came out of the portal, one of the ones from Doom Slayer's world. Well, Dante presumed they were anyway. It looked faster, more crazy and aggressive than the ones Dante was used to fighting. Suddenly, Dante's mind flashed back to the beginning of the fight, remembering when Doom Slayer put away his shotgun, and had an idea. Before he could do anything however, the strange demon had already closed the distance between the 2 and made a swipe at him. Dante quickly shifted his torso to the side to dodge it at the last second, and then turned towards Doom Slayer. "Yo, crazy soldier guy! Toss me that shotgun! Y'know, the one you aren't using!" Dante shouted across the battlefield to Doom Slayer. Dante figured he could probably take this thing on his own, but where was the fun in that?
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Location: City
@HokagaeIt looked like the troops weren't backing down, and were insisting that he should drop his weapons. Chief had already made up his mind that wasn't gonna happen, and he didn't like the idea of a fight but he had no idea who these guys were and he wasn't willing to put his trust in a squad of soldiers who immediately aim their weapons at him, especially in the place he was in right now. Waiting any longer was just delaying the inevitable
Chief fired the first shot, a well aimed three round burst at the hands of the front soldier in the group. As he fired the shots, he quickly started taking steps backwards, both to make him a harder target to hit as well as to make his way towards the air conditioning unit behind him for cover