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Sil was not even hearing much, the battle was already initiated with these other-worldly beings. He was rather focused on eradicating the threats, the Rampart holding true as the blades hit his armor and Ancile. His gold hues lit with such blazing light, as he swiped away the appendage and stabbed that creature through.
His ears twitched as the primal finally listened to the words, smiling as Sil ducked under another attack and had to take the blow to his sword arm, “I don’t know how to bet, but if you mean you want something if you win, okay!“
Dante laughed, what an optimistic uh… cat person! The cambion would only flash his famous devil-may-care smirk as he swung the greatsword in his hands downwards to cleave a demon in two; only twisting into a snarl as his arm got snagged in a demon’s claws.
Wow, talk about super rude!
Once the demon had been taken care of, Dante glanced towards Sil.
“Loser has to pay for dinner. Sound fair?”
“I like that!“ Sil threw his shield at Dante, aiming for the demon near him, and stabbed the ground below him. Radiant light erupted in a circle of scorn, as he weaved himself into a goring blade. This was getting pretty fun, though those blades of theirs hurt...
How rude indeed.
“I BET YOU THERE IS MORE IN THE CELLAR!“ and off Sil sprinted, he totally is going to charge right into the heart of the mess...


















