“Dante!” Nero called out, walking up to Dante who was now heading out

“I’m gonna go too.” Dante turned around as Nero approached him..

Why don’t you sit this one out? Dante spoke before Nero replied.

“Oh, let you call me dead weight again? No thanks. I’ve got all the power I need, Right here.” He shook his right arm out to signal the point.

Dante sighed before facing Nero and speaking.

“You don’t understand, It’s not what I mean—“ he trailed off and Nero was about to speak before V cut him off.

“Let him go, Dante. Time is a luxury we can no longer afford. We must chase after him, post-haste.” Dante then spoke up

“What, does that mean you’re going too?”

“I have a duty to see this through.” V replied.

“Well, that’s all you had to say, Mr. Poetry. I’m gonna go my way, and you guys can go yours, let’s just say that’s the best for the cause.”

Dante made a shrug-like gesture before waving them off and walking away, beginning the next adventure.

That was until he heard a rustle nearby, he turned to see what it was, his hand prepared to go to his sword.