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Seemingly out of nowhere, a silver haired lycan would materialize in front of the dojo in a flash of silver and black clothes, the hilt of his greatsword protruding over his right shoulder and gleaming in the mid day sun. Bare hands pressed against the door of the training area, and in walked Dante in a swift stride. Forest green eyes surveyed the area for a small moment, wondering how many people actually bothered to train here. eventually, the emerald colored rays would land upon a lone man, who seemed to be the only person here at the moment. Dante would walk up to him and address him, figuring he was the owner of the dojo. "Whatup man, the name's Dante. Is this your dojo?" He would ask simply, a single hand extending forward in an attempt at a handshake.

The lycan would chuckle slightly at Srin's reply, a single silver colored eyebrow raising. So this guy had jokes... that was good, the lycan hated dealing with boring people. "You forgot stoners, house prices, and inflation... Anyways,nice to meet ya Dominic. So, if you're not a 'zerker, what are ya?" He asked, releasing Srin's grip and crossing his fore arms across his chest as he waited for Srin's answer. When he mentioned his quick hands, Dante would smile a small mischievous half grin, a small light shining behind his animalistic green eyes. "I've got quick hands too. Maybe the quickest in Ax, i'd say. Well... quick everything to be honest. And I'm more of an elbows and knees kinda guy myself. Dirty boxing's my thing I guess." he said with a chuckle, his lightly tanned eyelids closing momentarily as he scratched the back of his quicksilver toned hair. The lycan knew many people looked down on dirty boxing... but as cheap as it was, it was a very effective part of muay thai training that could put even opponents stronger than himself down with relative ease.

Dante shrugged slightly when srin claimed he didn't know him. "You look familiar... I was part of Nocturne's militia when Fenrir was king, I think that's where I remember you from. Jeez, the military was a lot stronger back then..." He said, the last part in a slightly nostalgiac voice. An eyebrow raised when Srin mentioned the fact that he was the best gunslinger in Axiom. Every gunslinger thought they were the best, that's what they all said... however, Dante decided instead of simply discrediting Srin, he'd give him a chance to prove his statement. "Axiom's best gunslinger huh..." Wordlessly, a hand would flash into his jacket in a motion so fast the lycan's hand was blurred. From the inside of his jacket he would pull out a ten millimeter magnum, flipping it in his hand so that the grip was facing srin before extending the gun towards him. "Let's see some shooting then?" He stated with a smile, curious to see what the dreadnought had in him. The lycan contemplated Srin's last statement. The same was true with Dante, he was equally lethal at any range yo put him in... though he preferred to dash around his enemies and whittle down their defense with bullets, he had no problem getting up close and personal before tearing somebodies eyes out with a pair of lycan claws. "Same here dude... I'm literally untouchable in battle. Okay, i've been touched once. But for makin' it all the way to expert rank that's pretty good if you ask me." He stated with an arrogant smile.

As the dreadnaught smacked the gun in his hand, the lycan would maintain a firm grip on the weapon to prevent it from flying from his hands. Shrugging slightly, he would slip the semi automatic handgun back into his red leather jacket amd re cross his arms across his chest, his smile widening as Srin accepted his challenge. So... the game was on then. This should be fun... "Whatever floats your boat... I'd rather not have to pay to fix the damages we do to this here dojo, so lead the way!" he would state in an excited tone. It had been a while since he had a true test of skill... besides the fight with the diabolus, and that one was stupid in his opinion. The demon cheap shotted him, that's the only reason he won. Dante resolved he would make up for his recent loss with a new victory, as it would be the best way to amend the failure. Dante would roll his eyes when Srin stated that today was the last day he could hold his totle of untouchable... they all thought that. And then they figured out how big of a pain in the a** he was to actually touch, before shutting their mouths. Perhaps Srin would be different though, after all Dante couldn't remain untouchable forever...

The lycan would watch idly with interest as the man summoned his gigantic cannon, a single silver eyebrow raising as he drew his second gun with haste. Before the man could finish his showy theatrics, Dante was already at work. His entire body frame would start to shake and distort the area around him becoming blurry as five exact replicas of Dante formed around him. Every single lycan would smile cockily and raise their guns in unision, all of them firing two shots each towards Srin. Of course, most of these bullets were just illusions... the problem was figuring out which ones were real, as they were completely indistinguishable. Then as the grenade round was launched, each trickster simaltaneously dashed out of harms way. One of the dante's teleported right above Srin, a spray of bullets leaving his clip from over the gunslinger. "Look above you Srin!" He shouted in his deep voice. Two of them re appeared to his left before opening fire. "No, over here Srin!" and two to the right suddenly re appeared as well, each of them simaltaneously opening fire on him. "Wrong again, to the right maybe?" The final trickster would re appear a good 15 yards away from him as well, opening fire on his back. "Nah bro check again, i'm behind you."Each Lycan re appeared simaltaneously, and each opened fire simaltaneously. All of them stayed at a respectable 15 yard distance, save for the last one who re appeared only three meters above Srin. Again, almost all of these bullets were illusions... however, there was still the problem of figuring out which Dante's were the fakes, and which one was the real deal. Of course, Dante wasn't so heartless as to kill Srin... while most of the bullets flying towards him were aimed in lethal areas to keep the dreadnaught on his toes, the real Dante aimed at non lethal areas to ensure he didn't accidentally splatter his new friend's brains across the forest floor.
((used: dash, hiding in speed, bullet shower))

As soon as Srin vanished and re appeared above the copies, each Dante would quickly shift their aim towards him and fire off some rounds, each of them firing a total of two or three bullets at the gunslinger in mid air before all of their triggers clicked in unision, the worldwide symbol that your gun's out of hullets, and you're s**t outta luck. Each trickster pressed the button to release the clip, inserting a new ten millimeter clip into each of their semi automatic handguns before stowing them away, all of them drawing dual broadswords in unision. The softened cannon round barreled towards it's target... and flew right through it. Even with gunslinger aim, he would have to get lucky just like anybody else to hit the real lycan in this situation. Then suddenly, All of the Dante's dissapeared once more and re appeared in front of srin about three feet in front of him in mid air, a spout of air keeping all of them afloat including Srin. Each copy would point a single sword at Srin, the other dangling absently at their sides while they each began grinning arrogantly. "Come at me bro." They would each state in unision, voices melding together perfectly so it only sounded like one Dante was talking.
((Used: Dash, air spout))