09-02-2015, 11:48 PM
It took a bit of effort for Dante to heave the blade up to where he could grip it fully. But he did so without complaint, hoisting the weapon to test its heft. True to form for being an oversized katana, it was considerably weighty, but not so much that Dante's strength was lacking to wield it.
Now able to view the blade's design much more up close, the clever half-devil noted the layer of blood long splashed upon the weapon's tip; looking back to the area it was at, Dante didn't see any other smattering of the red fluid anywhere on the ground of the Nexus, or even in the fountain. Perhaps he could chalk that part up to the seemingly mutable nature of the Nexus. In any case, the weapon had clearly seen use before, and in recent time too, otherwise the blood would not still be a brighter hue of red.
And then some voice rang out in his head: "Sorry about the mess... not my best work."
Dante turned about to look at anything that had managed to say such a thing. Especially strange considering there wasn't much of any mess left around. And then Dante's privy knowledge clicked - there wasn't anything outside, it was in his head. Which at this point, could mean this 'weapon full of great power' was either a living being or just a possessed object. Or there was something else with psychic power that he couldn't see, all too typical of a mysterious entity.
"Hah, if you call this a mess, you should see some of my own past works," Dante quipped, brandishing the weapon in ready. "Why don't I try and prove it, huh? What do you think of that?"
And, without an answer, Dante reared back with the weapon and began to slash around at nothing, in a display of skill. Between his strength and his technique, the Son of Sparda was able to wield the oversized sword with impressive capability. A simple combinations of flowing slashes, leading into several harsh cuts and wide sweeping attacks, and finishing with a severe overhead cut that stopped moments before striking the ground. Hopefully a fine demonstration, to say the least.
Now able to view the blade's design much more up close, the clever half-devil noted the layer of blood long splashed upon the weapon's tip; looking back to the area it was at, Dante didn't see any other smattering of the red fluid anywhere on the ground of the Nexus, or even in the fountain. Perhaps he could chalk that part up to the seemingly mutable nature of the Nexus. In any case, the weapon had clearly seen use before, and in recent time too, otherwise the blood would not still be a brighter hue of red.
And then some voice rang out in his head: "Sorry about the mess... not my best work."
Dante turned about to look at anything that had managed to say such a thing. Especially strange considering there wasn't much of any mess left around. And then Dante's privy knowledge clicked - there wasn't anything outside, it was in his head. Which at this point, could mean this 'weapon full of great power' was either a living being or just a possessed object. Or there was something else with psychic power that he couldn't see, all too typical of a mysterious entity.
"Hah, if you call this a mess, you should see some of my own past works," Dante quipped, brandishing the weapon in ready. "Why don't I try and prove it, huh? What do you think of that?"
And, without an answer, Dante reared back with the weapon and began to slash around at nothing, in a display of skill. Between his strength and his technique, the Son of Sparda was able to wield the oversized sword with impressive capability. A simple combinations of flowing slashes, leading into several harsh cuts and wide sweeping attacks, and finishing with a severe overhead cut that stopped moments before striking the ground. Hopefully a fine demonstration, to say the least.