It seems you're having some trouble in dealing with these changes...
Dante had just finished a job that... really didn't pay that well for the amount of shit he had to go through. Just because they destroyed most of a city, that's no reason for Lady to pay him next to nothing... Though really, he was fine leaving the bitching to Trish. She's better at it.
And now... he's in a fucking construction site? Okay, portal. He knows portals. But he also knows booby-traps. And every place he's ever gotten a surprise portal trip to was just brimming with happy fun demons trying to kill him.
Nothing obvious, which means... Ambush if he tries to go back?
Time to test this theory. He pulls one of the girls out -- Ivory, in this case -- and the other hand fumbles in his pockets. Give the nice portal something organic to munch on, see what comes out to play. Keys, holy water, spare clip, a grenade he "borrowed" from Lady... Powerbar. Barely counts as organic, but whatever. Into the glowy portal thing it goes, as he pulls Ebony out, and, guns in hand, waits for the attack.
The attack comes in the form of bits of Powerbar getting chewed up and spit back out at him. No getting out that way, but no demon hordes, either.
"...the fuck?"
Right. Get the hell out of here, then, figure it out later. Except when he tries to leave, he ends up smacking into an invisible barrier. One which he should've felt long before he walked into it.
"Okay! The weird shit quota's been met and exceeded for the day, so can we save the surprise party for later?"
...No answer.
Next plan: there's a chance, just a chance that if he Devil Triggers with enough oomph behind it, it'll knock the barrier out, or weaken it enough for him to carve through in demon form. And he's getting pissed off enough that he thinks he might just be able to pull it off.
"The power of a demon lies in his rage and the will with which he controls that rage." Yeah, thanks, Dad, I had to figure out what the hell you were talking about all on my own, but that's half the FUN, right?
Except when he taps into the rage and bloodlust, when he reaches down deep and lets it explode out of him... Nothing happens.
He tries again.
"Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me."
The girls won't do much against a magic barrier, even if the bullets have a bit of demonic energy in them. But he's also got a big damn sword strapped to his back, and a very long time ago, that sword was a demon. He never had any kind of weird awareness from it, not like Vergil with Yamato, or like any of the Devil Arms he'd collected personally, but there's still a demon's soul in there. Maybe...
He pulls Rebellion from his back, and takes a swing at the barrier, only to have it bounce off as fast as he did. So much for that plan.
...He's just going to put his sword away and... Sit here and be bored.
"And here I thought my night couldn't suck more."
And now... he's in a fucking construction site? Okay, portal. He knows portals. But he also knows booby-traps. And every place he's ever gotten a surprise portal trip to was just brimming with happy fun demons trying to kill him.
Nothing obvious, which means... Ambush if he tries to go back?
Time to test this theory. He pulls one of the girls out -- Ivory, in this case -- and the other hand fumbles in his pockets. Give the nice portal something organic to munch on, see what comes out to play. Keys, holy water, spare clip, a grenade he "borrowed" from Lady... Powerbar. Barely counts as organic, but whatever. Into the glowy portal thing it goes, as he pulls Ebony out, and, guns in hand, waits for the attack.
The attack comes in the form of bits of Powerbar getting chewed up and spit back out at him. No getting out that way, but no demon hordes, either.
"...the fuck?"
Right. Get the hell out of here, then, figure it out later. Except when he tries to leave, he ends up smacking into an invisible barrier. One which he should've felt long before he walked into it.
"Okay! The weird shit quota's been met and exceeded for the day, so can we save the surprise party for later?"
...No answer.
Next plan: there's a chance, just a chance that if he Devil Triggers with enough oomph behind it, it'll knock the barrier out, or weaken it enough for him to carve through in demon form. And he's getting pissed off enough that he thinks he might just be able to pull it off.
"The power of a demon lies in his rage and the will with which he controls that rage." Yeah, thanks, Dad, I had to figure out what the hell you were talking about all on my own, but that's half the FUN, right?
Except when he taps into the rage and bloodlust, when he reaches down deep and lets it explode out of him... Nothing happens.
He tries again.
"Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me."
The girls won't do much against a magic barrier, even if the bullets have a bit of demonic energy in them. But he's also got a big damn sword strapped to his back, and a very long time ago, that sword was a demon. He never had any kind of weird awareness from it, not like Vergil with Yamato, or like any of the Devil Arms he'd collected personally, but there's still a demon's soul in there. Maybe...
He pulls Rebellion from his back, and takes a swing at the barrier, only to have it bounce off as fast as he did. So much for that plan.
...He's just going to put his sword away and... Sit here and be bored.
"And here I thought my night couldn't suck more."