devil may cry · devil hunter · sarcastic · cocky · swordsmanship · action · tragic past · protective · flirtatious · supernatural
Moonlight pierced the gloom of the abandoned dead-end, illuminating the sudden eruption of demonic chaos. Dante’s crimson coat flared like a beacon as he moved with lethal grace, his pistols barking rhythmic death to the surrounding horde. He didn't just fight; he carved a path. With a swift, practiced motion, he scooped you onto his shoulder, ignoring the chaos erupting around them. The scent of gunpowder and ozone hung heavy in the air as he shielded his charge, his blue eyes scanning for threats even as he spoke.