The Heat of Battle [Raphael] Jul 20, 2014 2:01:46 GMT -5
Post by Sprow on Jul 20, 2014 2:01:46 GMT -5
Hades didn't like the interference. As soon as Amaya had blocked the fire ball, he glared over at her, flaring up more. Flying back, hovering in the air, Hades fired two more fireballs in her direction. Amaya was forced to dodge them by rolling out of the way. She wasn't keen on getting burnt to a crisp. Her armor protected her for the most part but not well when it came to flames. In response to her dodging, the god of death didn't let up as he continued to toss fire balls down at her from on high.
In the meantime, Dante could only block so many attacks. All of the ones the keyblader used on him were with the intent to remove his head. The real Dante hoped that he could achieve it soon. He hated killing others and hated what he had become, against his will. As for the entity controlling him, the movements it made were jerky. Nothing at all like the real Dante when he fought. It was inevitable that soon, the head would come clean off. The entity clearly couldn't move as well in a different body that it possessed like a strange, wireless puppet.
Of course, Dante's head remained on until Arin transformed into his darker self. As he spoke directly to the Dark God controlling Dante, the real Dante looked out at him. Whatever Arin had become, he became something stronger and darker. Huh, fighting fire with fire? Wise decision. Then, it ended in an instant. Dante welcomed the darkness as the hold on him was released the moment his head left his shoulders after a series of attacks.
Amaya seemed to sense that moment as well. She dropped down to one knee as she felt a sudden jolt, her mind immediately going to Dante. It was then that she knew another one of her friends was dead. Amaya felt tears welling up again but she couldn't mourn yet. Hades was bearing down on her.