[Fuuma jerks awake as if he was in a nightmare, gasping for breath. Waitaminute. He looks around, holding his head in his left hand.] What-

[He stares in wide-eyed disbelief as he sees that, lo and behold, his left hand is intact. And any remnants from his wounds fighting Dante were gone, too] What in the-

Was it just a dream?

(His memory's spotty, ( Read more... )