Run to the Hills((Open))

[Dante]

Dante made his way up to Ferrum Hills, if there was one thing about this place it was certainly it's ability to attract demons, as he made his way up he was struck by a very strange demon essence, strange being the fact that it had been present here before.


" Odd." Dante thought out loud to himself, as he finally was reminded of who had been here before, " I killed him though...."

The essence that Dante sensed had been Berial, the fire god, he remembered Berial's large like lion body that had been covered in searing hot scales. He also thought back to Berial's mane of fire and then nodded to himself. " Yup, that's certainly what the essence felt like, but it was impossible, Berial was dead.

[Liam]

If there was one thing about Liam, it was that he was secretive, that's why he had been able to stand here for so long watching with his dark and mysterious eyes, Dante as the white haired demon hunter searched the grounds of Ferrum Hills.

Liam smirked, and walked out behind the demon hunter. " Look familier?" He asked darkly, as he looked around the grounds of Ferrum Hills himself. " Hey, aren't you Dante?" Liam chuckled, " The one who defeated, what's his name.... Berial?"

Liam stood waiting for Dante's reply, of course he already knew who Dante was, and of course Dante had killed his and Roman's grand father Berial, one of the greatest fire demons of his very long life. But he felt the need to hear this from the great Dante.

[Dante]

He couldn't help but to think that there was something off about the way this darkly dressed man was questioning him, there was something oddly familier about him, it was coming from his aura, there was an intense heat in which he only felt once before from another opponent that he had fought on this very battle field.

He brushed it off though, he had killed Berial, and then locked up the gate to his world long and ever ago, however the demon did have something about him that was pissing him off intently, there was something about the way that he was asking him about the battle, he was, prying. Yes that was it, the man who stood before him was prying, something Dante never took kindly too.

" Yeah," He answered in a ' get the hell out of my face' way, " Killed him right here, with this."

Dante moved his jacket and slipped a hand on the head of his two guns " Eboney and Ivory." He said, " Made them myself." He said wondering what the demon thought of that, as if he really cared.

[Liam]

Liam tilted his head to the side, deep in thought, Dante was nothing more than a mere cocky child, he didn't see what he could have done to piss Tiffany off so bad, and he quite frankly didn't seem to care at the moment, what he did care about however was how non chalantly Dante was talking about killing off his grand father, talking like he was nothing more than a mere flea.

Liam struggled to keep control, as he was beginning to have a warmth run through his veins, something he only got when he was angry, " I applaud." He forced himself, complimenting the devil hunter, " Not everyone can battle a demon like Berial and live to tell about it." His fists were now clenched into tight balls, he pictured one of them connecting into the devil hunter's jaw. " Well I was just wondering...."