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Dante stood against a wall looking off into space. She wasn’t expecting much from Wrath, he’d always been rather weak in comparison to her. She folded her arms and yawned. “When is this stupid kid going to show” she muttered to herself angrily.
As Dante muttered Wrath jumped out from behind a bush, his violet eyes were crazed and he screamed loudly as he hurtled towards her, transmuting his arm into a stone fist.
Dante spun around to face the angry homunculus child, she’d expected a surprise attack. She responded to the attack by throwing up a huge stone shield to protect her from the attack.
Wrath smashed down hard on the shield shattering it in a frenzied rage. She managed to land a punch on the woman’s face. “Y-you killed my Uncle…so I’m going to kill you!!” he roared and continued his attack screaming like a feral creature.
Dante had to admit, she was shocked. Maybe this wasn’t sure a great idea, she knew Wrath would react this way but she’d pushed him. She held her cheek and stumbled a few steps back wards. She glared angrily and clapped her hands transmuting a sharp point and threw it towards Wrath.
The point hit Wrath in the shoulder and threw him backwards. Wrath screamed in pain as he skidded to the ground. His eyes widened when he was blood. He screamed angrily, he wasn’t going to let Dante win, he couldn’t. In an angry frenzy he transmuted his arm into a large stone spear like point and shot it straight threw Dante’s chest.
It happened so fast that Dante couldn’t react in enough time. She felt the sharp stone point pierce through her chest. She could feel the blood flowing out from the wound. She coughed up blood and went limp.
Wrath transmuted his arm back to normal and walked over to where Dante was now laying. He pulled an angry face and walked away. She was still alive, only barely. Wrath decided not to finish her off, hopefully she’ll die a slow a painful death out here on her own he thought. Wrath looked skyward as he headed out of the training grounds, tears freely flowing, he may have mortally wounded Dante but he’d never see his Uncle again…Wrath winced as the pain in his shoulder grew worse, he decided now would be a good time to get hold of Roy and let him know what had happened…
Dante laid on the cold hard ground, she stared at the sky for a while and then closed her eyes. She felt numb, she hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. She wasn’t ready to die yet… “…Ling…” she murmured before drifting into an unconscious state.
As Dante muttered Wrath jumped out from behind a bush, his violet eyes were crazed and he screamed loudly as he hurtled towards her, transmuting his arm into a stone fist.
Dante spun around to face the angry homunculus child, she’d expected a surprise attack. She responded to the attack by throwing up a huge stone shield to protect her from the attack.
Wrath smashed down hard on the shield shattering it in a frenzied rage. She managed to land a punch on the woman’s face. “Y-you killed my Uncle…so I’m going to kill you!!” he roared and continued his attack screaming like a feral creature.
Dante had to admit, she was shocked. Maybe this wasn’t sure a great idea, she knew Wrath would react this way but she’d pushed him. She held her cheek and stumbled a few steps back wards. She glared angrily and clapped her hands transmuting a sharp point and threw it towards Wrath.
The point hit Wrath in the shoulder and threw him backwards. Wrath screamed in pain as he skidded to the ground. His eyes widened when he was blood. He screamed angrily, he wasn’t going to let Dante win, he couldn’t. In an angry frenzy he transmuted his arm into a large stone spear like point and shot it straight threw Dante’s chest.
It happened so fast that Dante couldn’t react in enough time. She felt the sharp stone point pierce through her chest. She could feel the blood flowing out from the wound. She coughed up blood and went limp.
Wrath transmuted his arm back to normal and walked over to where Dante was now laying. He pulled an angry face and walked away. She was still alive, only barely. Wrath decided not to finish her off, hopefully she’ll die a slow a painful death out here on her own he thought. Wrath looked skyward as he headed out of the training grounds, tears freely flowing, he may have mortally wounded Dante but he’d never see his Uncle again…Wrath winced as the pain in his shoulder grew worse, he decided now would be a good time to get hold of Roy and let him know what had happened…
Dante laid on the cold hard ground, she stared at the sky for a while and then closed her eyes. She felt numb, she hadn’t expected things to turn out this way. She wasn’t ready to die yet… “…Ling…” she murmured before drifting into an unconscious state.