Valentina, panting heavily, gripped Gungnir tightly, her eyes flashing with frustration and determination. "Damn it... He should've fallen with that hit."
Dante smiled, a humorless smile. "You think he's going down that easy, love? We're just getting warmed up."
Valentina shot him a sharp look, but the usual playful glint in her eyes was absent. "If this keeps up, our chances are going to drop fast. Can't you feel it, Dante? This force… this power that's draining us. Something else is going on."
"Yeah…" Dante muttered, feeling the air around them hum with an unnatural energy. "Something is coming. The convergence isn't the only problem here."
Siren, standing beside them, looked equally alarmed. "I've seen this kind of distortion before… but never like this. Never this strong."
