12-14-2015, 02:41 PM
Each of the swordfighters redoubled their efforts - Kanda's sheer agility seemed to increase further, and Zoro drew his third sword between his teeth. Dante couldn't stifle the snicker that bubbled up from his throat, pleasantly amazed with how the pirate hunter conducted his fighting style. It was almost unreasonable and practically detrimental, really, but the guy made it look hilariously cool. Next thing you knew, he was going to start wielding swords with his feet, or something.
In terms of fighting techniques, however, Dante couldn't help but feeling that both of them may have been holding back some greater power. The Son of Sparda couldn't blame them at all, really, considering how he himself acted with his inner demon (and how it now turned against him somewhat).
Rude. Show a bit of respect for your purest instinct.
My purest instinct wants to gouge you out right now.
Dante allowed himself to be distracted when someone else approached from behind him. Still sitting and leaning on his bike, the devil hunter turned his body to look at the newcomer; she was a woman, and a no-nonsense one, by the looks of it.
She was dressed in a similar uniform to Kanda, with a pair of intricate gauntlets on her arms and her long hair cascading over exposed shoulders. If the first exorcist had given off a strong countenance, this lady gave a more powerful and controlled one in kind, with her toned yet lithe form giving proof not to mess with her. The small money perched on her shoulder like a captain's trusty falcon seemed to be the only off thing about her - while it seemed innocent enough, Dante wasn't convinced it was just simply some beloved pet.
"What's going on here? Where is the Akuma?" The General spoke up, looking a bit disdainful at the sight of Dante idle on his motorcycle. The Son of Sparda gazed at the woman, then glanced back to the fight for a second or two, and then back to her. Already unconvinced of the man's answer, she craned her vision over the cyclist to get a better look at who exactly was fighting. Two men were vigorously clashing blades, but one of them was- Yu Kanda!?
"If you're looking for an 'Akuma', it's probably not here," Dante finally replied, catching the general's attention for a moment, "Just two swordsmen having a shit-fight."
Almost disgusted by the devil hunter's attitude, the female exorcist ran up past the motorcycle and called out, "Kanda?!" She succeeded in hailing the swordfighter, and he turned to the source of the call, his focus replaced with surprise and a hint of bewilderment. Unfortunately, Kanda's diverted attention allowed his opponent to execute a new technique: creating a vortex of bladed wind that blew the exorcist right off his feet and through the archway to the Pale Moors.
The battle abruptly ended, Zoro returned his katana to their sheathes, turning to the spectators, "You should find your friend." The general seemed offended, about to step forward to challenge Zoro herself. Dante, meanwhile, gunned the engine of his ride, making the other two jump (and the monkey quiver at his master's neck) and causing Kanda's war-horse to bound away into the open portal.
"Calling him a 'friend' is a bit generous," the Son of Sparda quipped over the grumble of his motor, "'Associate', more like."
A gritty scowl erupted on the pirate hunter's face as he realized the sole source of all that racket earlier. Confused as the general was, meanwhile, she looked past the men and put forth her resolve to ensure Kanda's safety, and so ducked away into the portal. The swordsman yelled out to Dante on his roaring machine, "Just what the hell is up with you, anyway? You must have a pretty big ego, riding a loud thing like that."
Without skipping a beat, the devil hunter replied matter-of-factly, "Personally, I just like to make a bang. I'm sure you and your three swords would agree." Now the beat sunk in, the two remaining hunters facing off. "Now, if you don't mind..." Dante revved his machine, let up the kickstand, and began to cruise into the portal.
Scowl still plastered on his face, Zoro contemplated actually letting this vulgar man pass through. Kanda had gone out without much fanfare, but this individual seemed a lot more interesting, if the shiny broadsword strapped to his back was any indication.
In terms of fighting techniques, however, Dante couldn't help but feeling that both of them may have been holding back some greater power. The Son of Sparda couldn't blame them at all, really, considering how he himself acted with his inner demon (and how it now turned against him somewhat).
Rude. Show a bit of respect for your purest instinct.
My purest instinct wants to gouge you out right now.
Dante allowed himself to be distracted when someone else approached from behind him. Still sitting and leaning on his bike, the devil hunter turned his body to look at the newcomer; she was a woman, and a no-nonsense one, by the looks of it.
She was dressed in a similar uniform to Kanda, with a pair of intricate gauntlets on her arms and her long hair cascading over exposed shoulders. If the first exorcist had given off a strong countenance, this lady gave a more powerful and controlled one in kind, with her toned yet lithe form giving proof not to mess with her. The small money perched on her shoulder like a captain's trusty falcon seemed to be the only off thing about her - while it seemed innocent enough, Dante wasn't convinced it was just simply some beloved pet.
"What's going on here? Where is the Akuma?" The General spoke up, looking a bit disdainful at the sight of Dante idle on his motorcycle. The Son of Sparda gazed at the woman, then glanced back to the fight for a second or two, and then back to her. Already unconvinced of the man's answer, she craned her vision over the cyclist to get a better look at who exactly was fighting. Two men were vigorously clashing blades, but one of them was- Yu Kanda!?
"If you're looking for an 'Akuma', it's probably not here," Dante finally replied, catching the general's attention for a moment, "Just two swordsmen having a shit-fight."
Almost disgusted by the devil hunter's attitude, the female exorcist ran up past the motorcycle and called out, "Kanda?!" She succeeded in hailing the swordfighter, and he turned to the source of the call, his focus replaced with surprise and a hint of bewilderment. Unfortunately, Kanda's diverted attention allowed his opponent to execute a new technique: creating a vortex of bladed wind that blew the exorcist right off his feet and through the archway to the Pale Moors.
The battle abruptly ended, Zoro returned his katana to their sheathes, turning to the spectators, "You should find your friend." The general seemed offended, about to step forward to challenge Zoro herself. Dante, meanwhile, gunned the engine of his ride, making the other two jump (and the monkey quiver at his master's neck) and causing Kanda's war-horse to bound away into the open portal.
"Calling him a 'friend' is a bit generous," the Son of Sparda quipped over the grumble of his motor, "'Associate', more like."
A gritty scowl erupted on the pirate hunter's face as he realized the sole source of all that racket earlier. Confused as the general was, meanwhile, she looked past the men and put forth her resolve to ensure Kanda's safety, and so ducked away into the portal. The swordsman yelled out to Dante on his roaring machine, "Just what the hell is up with you, anyway? You must have a pretty big ego, riding a loud thing like that."
Without skipping a beat, the devil hunter replied matter-of-factly, "Personally, I just like to make a bang. I'm sure you and your three swords would agree." Now the beat sunk in, the two remaining hunters facing off. "Now, if you don't mind..." Dante revved his machine, let up the kickstand, and began to cruise into the portal.
Scowl still plastered on his face, Zoro contemplated actually letting this vulgar man pass through. Kanda had gone out without much fanfare, but this individual seemed a lot more interesting, if the shiny broadsword strapped to his back was any indication.