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The call had gone out. Genessia was under attack. Not by some upstart that showed up and thought he could take on the world. No, this was a proper invasion. Extradimensional spirits of some sort, but this was Dante's wheelhouse. Blaze had told him to hold nothing back, so he was going to do just that.

He spent a short minute at his shop getting ready, making sure Ebony and Ivory were locked and loaded, but more importantly, he took a moment to remark to the large blade that hung behind his desk that it was time to come out of retirement. He left Rebellion in the shop, hefting the massive blade onto his shoulder and began marching for the gate connecting Genessia and Attleton.

He did a once-over to check what Blaze had set up, thrusting the point of Sparda into the ground as he cracked every joint in his body methodically. If nothing else, the jokey nature that Dante held so close to his chest was gone, replaced with a grim determination befitting a demon.

"You guys hold down the fort. I've got an army to kill."

He places one hand on Sparda's hilt, yanking it from the ground before a small smirk - one of almost sadistic glee rather than lightheartedness - creeps into his features. "Try to keep up old man."

As if in response, Dante was quickly engulfed in crimson lightning that soon erupted into a geyser of light and power. Gone was the coat clad Dante, replaced with what could only be called a Dark Knight. Without a moment's hesitation, he sped off into Genessia, the massive blade cutting a swath of destruction as he goes, leaving nothing of the invading spectres in his wake.

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"Make sure to leave some for me" Ayame remarks from behind him, catching up to Dante as he bolts from near the archway and deep into the city. Ayame, despite the situation, is still dressed in her party outfit.

Dante whistles... somehow, as he glances at Ayame over his shoulder before responding. Though when he does, his voice sounds distorted, almost as if three people were talking in unison.

"I'll try, but you better leave some of that for me later. Not the most practical of combat gear, but you won't hear me complaining."

Ayame couldn't help but smirk, though briefly, while they run at blinding speed. Blinking her eyes and changing it's color to a glowing violet that matches her sash, Ayame activates a percent of her power.

"Very well. I'll be on support, and repair any damages in your wake. This is one of your few chances to unleash your power, so you don't have to worry about being careful. This world of glass is all yours, dear."

Ayame calls back to their first conversation, and the topic that sparked their connection with each other. While she does take drastic measures to stop herself from destroying things, she doesn't feel the need to let loose as much as Dante.

"-then we should celebrate afterwards, with a round of drinks and a full night to ourselves"

She gives a suggestive chuckle, flattered and amused that Dante compliments her dress. He's not the one for formal parties, so she just sent him some saucy pictures of herself earlier.

Dante grins as best he can in Sparda's skin before the blade shifts to a scythe-like form as he gives it a fling. The Dark Knight visage vanishes as Dante walks over, puts an arm around Ayame's waist and spins her around into a low dip - his other hand firing Ivory at any spirit that dared to disturb them.

"Have I ever told you just how sexy you are? Because hoo buddy you are sexy as hell right now."

He holsters Ivory, leaning in for a kiss as Sparda starts its return trip.

Ayame's hair bounces and small locks are blown by the wind generated by Sparda's flight, not bothering her in the slightest. Instead, she watches Dante carefully as he walks towards her, giving an amused grin as she feels his arm on her waist. A spin and a dip after, all her attention seems to just focus on him.

"A few times, but I don't mind being reminded. Especially by the winner of Genessia's sexiest male award"

Ayame chuckles and closes her eyes in anticipation of that kiss, but it was clear the spirits don't care for public displays of affection. Ayame knows about them, but chooses to ignore it and focus all her attention on this moment and live out a fantasy of her's. She's been watching too many movies.

After the kiss, he holsters his gun and holds out a hand to catch Sparda, returning him to his demonic form.

"I actually won that? Huh. Wonder if I'd still win it looking like this. Now, to kick some ass so we can get to the after party."

He rights Ayame gently, channeling his power into the blade, and with a single swing lets loose a wave of expanding energy that cuts through anything unfortunate enough to be in its wake. ...Including one or two buildings.

"Well, truthfully, I don't know if you won. But I voted for you, so you're the winner to me."

Ayame responds while she gets assisted in standing back up, she remains there while she observes Dante in battle while in his demonic form, feeling the metaphysical pressure coming from his power. She feels the strength from that swing and the energy from the waves that coursed through the street and onto the buildings. To which, Ayame was quick to respond with a wave of her hand, to put the buildings back together.

"Good enough for me."

He gives her a wink before speeding off once more, leaving a trail of destruction and carnage in his wake.

[This is a very quick, very spur of the moment call from Peter as something started pouring down from the sky. Thee call didn't mean he wasn't jumping into action himself, but he had made a promise right? He's got the same thing to say, regardless of whether there's an answer or some kind of voice-mail.]

Hey, uh, Dante? I think your invasion's here.

[Dante does answer. Demon magic facilitating that and all. That would also explain why his voice sounded distorted as if 3 people were talking all at once.]

Already on it, and kicking ass. Up for a little wager in all this?

[Peter chalks the distortion up to...maybe interference from the spirit things? He's on the move himself, albeit one handed.]

That depends. You know where I can pick up something that'll work on these things?

Give me a couple minutes.

[And true to his word, Dante steps out from behind something or other near Peter's location a couple minutes later with an odd looking device in his hands.]

This should give those spirits a nasty kick. It's called the Nightmare Beta. Fires arrows of demonic energy that lock onto anything you deem an enemy. Just be careful. Demonic weaponry is notorious for draining the stamina of people.

[Peter wasn't sure what to expect after being told to wait, so settled for doing what he could where he was. He had his weapon half raised before he realized who had stepped out, and moved it to it's holster instead.[

So what you're saying is only shoot when I have to?

[Odd though the thing may look, it at least sounded awesome to him. And he'd done pretty okay with a weapon that should have killed him before.]

Now, what's this wager you've got in mind?

Just the opposite. Go wild with it, just be mindful of your limits.

[After all, the whole half-breed thing probably gave Peter a bit more leeway in that regard.]

Starting now, whoever sends the most of these spirit bastards back to wherever they came from gets a round of booze from the other. How 'bout it?

I like that a lot better than my answer.

[He turns the thing over in his hands, but smirks at Dante and the challenge.]

Works for me. I'll catch up with you after the crazy.

[Blaze sat at the archway with his Pokemon while he kept focused on the current situation. He glanced over his shoulder at Dante, and he was almost a little surprised by that air that Dante was giving off. He was used to the joking and overly confident one, not the one he saw before him now.

Still, Blaze was happy for Dante's determination on this front. It was a moral booster for him too, even if the looks of that sword he carried was pretty intimidating.]

We'll keep things covered here, you come back in one piece. Good luck, Dante.

[Blaze shields his eyes from that sudden geyser of light, and even he's in a brief instance of shock at the sight of what Dante'd become, but he'd only be left in surprise as he watched his deputy speed off. Those spirits sure didn't know what was coming.

At least things were off to a good start?]

[Dante gave Blaze a single nod before speeding off. There was a minor niggling of worry in the back of Dante's mind of how Blaze would react to this after the threat had passed, but there was a massive invasion before him. That kept his attention for the most part.]

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