[Dante, be careful.] Volcan's voice rose above the loud cheering of the spectators. [This individual has increased his Threat Level to 4. You can no longer-]
Before his resident AI could finish, a clawed hand appeared in front of Dante's face.
TANGG
A metallic clang echoed through the underground level, followed by a blast of air. Wolf was leaning back, his fangs gritted, the hand he swung reaching away from its target. The speed at which he moved surpassed anything the human eye could see, and the power of his strike would have been enough to rip a car in half. Even then, it still got parried.
Dante failed to counter, his body remaining paralyzed for the second it took for his opponent to recover. Not wasting the chance, Wolf followed with four slashes from his hands and another from his leg, but all of them were evaded.
