Continuing...
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Nero had approached something similar to the upper torso of the Savior, with several ruins of other parts of It surrounding the area. The place looked haunting, and not long before Nero's arrival there, several Dark Bianco and Alto Angelo appeared throughout the place. Among them, a figure stepped. Having somewhat of a partially angelic and demonic look, the figure slowly walked towards the young warrior.
'It is true, then. Sparda had three sons...'
Nero summoned the Yamato and the aura around him became blueish.
'Your point being?!'
'Well then, how about an actual fight?!'
'If you are looking for some Sparda nostalgia, you're gonna get It!!! Shall we dance?!'
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The battle ensued by both of them, lightened the place. Dante and the trio saw the flashes as they were approaching the zone.
'Hey look. The kid's gotta power.'
'Let's move It, people. We ain't got all night. I still have a client asking aid for eliminating demons on the 69th Avenue.'
'You mean the Red District?!'
An explosion was heard and the ground invoked powerful tremors, having the quartet with their heads on the ground.
'What the hell was that?!'
'It seems our boy Nero is shaking It.'
Meanwhile, the figure put itself in the center of floating remains of the former Savior.
'Who are you?!'
Nero rose over the Yamato, recovering himself.
'My name is Samael. Apparently, months ago, a son of Sparda destroyed four hell gates in this island. Mundus himself has sent me here to haunt Dante.'
Nero began laughing slightly, then, hard.
'I'm not the one you're looking for...'
'But I am...'
Dante gets between the two, facing Samael.
'So, the old fellow Mundus still sends his pets to do his own stuff, eh?!'
'Dante, right?!'
Dante smiles at the demon and at the trio of girls behind...
'Prepare to have that smile stamped, as I'll send your head to the Devil King!'
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To be continued...