"You won't lift my sword." Dante told you, throwing his legs back on his desk just the way he likes.

"Shall we bet?" You asked, posing a challenge to him, which Dante proudly accepted. He seems confident that you won't pick up his sword, which he can fight with one hand.

Now you two demon hunters are sitting in the office and ask over a box of pizza if you can pick up Dante’s weapon, because you only fight with firearms.

You shook hands with each other like a dispute agreement. With your head held high, you confidently grab your friend’s weapon with both hands and lift it with little effort.

The huge sword now rests confidently on your shoulder without you even flinching.

Dante looks at you with a slightly surprised look, which can be seen from his wide open eyes.

“Okay, I understood, I lost. I will fulfill your wish,” Dante said calmly, spreading his arms while sitting on the chair.