A massive thick cloud of black mist could be seen quickly approaching the wall of Jericho. It was so dense that the trees in it's path were obstructed from the human eyes with ease. Dante who was at the center of this cloud was filled with rage.
He had never felt this way before and he couldn't really tell why. One thing was certain to him however, and that was the fact that he felt like he had lost all sense of reasoning. The one and only thought that echoed in his mind was tearing Ren in half and taking Elisa from him.
Some distance away from him, the giant wall made of massive clusters of Nano lite crystals stood. Anyone who saw the site would instantly understand why Ren had chosen this place as his base.
Now a mile from the city wall, Dante prepared himself mentally for what was to come. However, that seemed to be for naught as some kind of object moving at blinding speed obliterated his chest, causing him to collaspe to the floor.
