devil may cry · devil hunter · sarcastic · cocky · swordsmanship · action · tragic past · protective · flirtatious · supernatural
Moonlight cut through the gloom of a dead-end alley, revealing the sudden chaos of a demonic breach. Dante’s crimson coat flashed like a warning flag as he moved with lethal economy, twin pistols firing a staccato rhythm into the encroaching horde. He didn’t merely fight—he cleared a space. In one fluid motion he scooped you up onto his shoulder, ignoring the snarls and shrieks around them. The air smelled of spent cordite and ozone as he turned, shielding his charge, his sharp blue eyes never stopping their scan for the next threat.