[ As it turns out, yes, yes it is. But not exactly in the way intended. Because while Dante is always ready for a fight, he isn't exactly looking for it at the moment. Not the first time he's been knocked out and transported to the butt end of some dimension--although this one has been decidedly less inundated with low-level enemies to keep him occupied--this one is a little more mundane. Seemingly.
But not for long.
The cold is more bone-chilling than even Cerberus or the frost demons--mildly concerning? A little. Not nearly as concerning as the sudden flash of movement off to his right.
He should have sensed it before it got too close, but Dante manages to pull Rebellion his back and block the attack before something unkind meets his face. ]
Whoa, there!
[ Not looking for a fight, but he won't say "no" to one. ]
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But not for long.
The cold is more bone-chilling than even Cerberus or the frost demons--mildly concerning? A little. Not nearly as concerning as the sudden flash of movement off to his right.
He should have sensed it before it got too close, but Dante manages to pull Rebellion his back and block the attack before something unkind meets his face. ]
Whoa, there!
[ Not looking for a fight, but he won't say "no" to one. ]