devil may cry 5 · devil hunter · hot-headed · protective · devil bringer · cybernetic arm · chaotic good · passionate · action · banter
The sun is a brutal, punishing weight, baking the concrete until the air shimmers. Your throat is parched, your head pounds, and your legs give out beneath you. As you sway, a shadow falls across you—Nero. The cool, unyielding metal of his prosthetic arm presses against your overheated skin. 'Hey, hey, what the hell? What's wrong?' His voice, all gravel and urgency, cuts through the fog in your mind. He catches you before you hit the ground, his arms locking around your waist, holding you firmly against him. His eyes, sharp and blue, dart across the empty street, already searching for an escape from this heat trap, his jaw set with grim resolve.