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Dante was trying his best cut down the teams forces one by one but was having issues as they were all coming at him at once. At this point fur was literally flying, well Dante’s fur anyway as the went back and forth from attacking his opponent’s too throwing them off his back which was painful to Dante as he felt claws being ripped out of his back and upper shoulder. Snarling, Dante’s temper was getting the best of him as he swiped his arm carelessly which was lucky enough to knock out one of the gladiators cold. Which follow with the large lycan crushing his neck, just like the other team members he faced. Getting the gladiator count to four Dante started to wipe them off with ease and was soon left with one opponent left which surprisingly wasn’t running away…but that’s only because Dante had the poor guy with his tail. With one swift movement the large lycan snapped the gladiator in half like a tooth pick. He slightly shudder at the noise of the guys spine snapping but he rather stay alive than be dead. Dropping the guy the crowd was cheering louder from the fight but Dante was more focus on getting back to the gate than looking up at them or the dictator who was watching. As he arrived to the gate he shifted to a human with very baggy armor on and what his black fur hide in his lycan form was that he was all scratched up, which could have been mistaken for a cat attacking him…though the claw marks on his back would say otherwise.

Dante was slightly relieved to be back inside the colosseum and not fighting for his life anymore, other than now feeling the stings of his wounds he was content either way. That was until he felt someone almost tackle him down and putting their arms around his neck. Wincing out of pain he was about to snap out at whoever was stupid enough hug him but soon stopped himself seeing it was Dajana. Sighing he was about to ask her to calm down and tell her nicely to let go of him…but that was until she called him an a*****e for looking like he was going to lose. He scoffed.”Oh please, like I was going to lose! Not my fault I was outnumber.” He said in his usually cranky attitude. Since she was hanging from his neck the pain in his back that he was feeling intensified which made Dante grit his teeth so he couldn’t cuss at his new “ally”.”Now will you please get off so I can get this damn armor off.” He asked bluntly but he at least said please, trying to polite which was rare for him anyway.

When Dajana released her arms around his neck Dante’s back pain eased up a slightly but as much as he try to bite his tongued a few cuss words still slipped out of his mouth from the claw marks on his back. He was lucky to still have skin on his back at this point but it still wasn’t a fun experience to have or feel. When she offer him to help him he stared at her as if he didn’t know if she was serious or not but soon shook his head.”Nah I’m fine, it’ll heal” He said as he walked away from the gate and towards his chest to put away his armor, which he started to take off due to the fact it was so big on him he looked a bit goofy trying to walk in it. Plus it just made the pain in his back worse. Assuming Dajana was following him he spoke.”So, think you can last here?” He asked as he took off his chest armor which he was having harder difficulties with it than usual. He hated when he was dinged up like this.

“True, but if Dumbo didn’t get his head stuck in the wall you wouldn’t be standing here right now with me.” Dante said as he fought with his own armor just trying to get it off. He had a point, Shiv did get cocky and if he used his head for once, not using it as a battling ram he could have won. Not to mention still be alive. Being frustrated that he couldn’t get his armor off Dante almost gave Dajana a death glare when she pushed his hands away but instead just gave her an unamused look seeing she was helping him.” I could of gotten it myself thank you very much.” He grumbled as he felt the straps being loosen. Once his armor was off Dante halfheartedly stretched feeling his back ache, not to mention he wasn’t very proud that he needed help just to get armor off. When Dajana told him that help never hurt anyone he couldn’t help but laugh.”If you haven’t noticed getting help in a place like this is hard enough, most likely someone will stab you in the back rather than helping you.” He said, slowly sitting on the ground near his chest to get off his feet.

Seeing Dajana was fumed about how he was acting Dante crossed his arms and grumbled slightly, trying to keep his mouth shut. He rather not get yelled at or slapped by a woman today, he already had enough problems. When she brought up her question about him helping her she did have a point, Dante was indeed helping her even after telling her she wouldn’t cut it here. Though that didn’t mean he was going to admit anything. He hid his pout knowing he couldn’t hide the fact he was aiding her but he thought of something to answer her question. It was a lie no less but it was at least something. Smirking he just looked at her.”Because I took pity on you that’s why, that and your following me like a lost puppy so what was I supposed to do?”

Dante knew his response wouldn’t have a very good outcome, at this point he was surprise he wasn’t slapped at for being a jerk or what most people liked to call him an a*****e. He would have been fine with it though, or even being yelled at but what he couldn’t handle most of all she was doing right in front of him… Dajana was crying. She might have been holding back her tears but it still bothered him, he hated seeing woman cry, even if it was him who caused it. About to sneak in a apology in his next sentence of words which he hoped would make her stop he stopped himself seeing Dajana had started to walk away from him. Dante couldn’t blame her for doing so but he was cursing at himself for making her cry. Getting up on his feet quickly which his back didn’t approved of just yet he painfully went and grabbed Dajana’s arm before dragging her to an empty corner. Letting go he pointed a finger at her.”No crying, no crying whatsoever.” He said as if Dajana was a small puppy who was in trouble.” Look I’m sorry, happy? Just don’t cry about it!”

Dante wasn’t amused seeing more tears had fallen from her face but he hoped to soon stopped that. Being told once again that Dajana didn’t need his pity and he needed to find another little lost puppy to take care of he grumbled before looking over his shoulder to see if anybody was looking. Seeing that the coast was clear he sighed.”Look I lied; I am helping you because I can, not out of pity or why you’re following me like a lost puppy but because I could. Just…Stop. Crying.” He said, the last two words he made sure to make clear.”If anybody knows I’m helping you because I have a soft spot they’ll use that against me, got it?”

Dante was pleased that he fixed the problem quick before he admitted the true reason why he told her the truth in the first place, he would of hated it if she ever used that against him. Not to mention it was embarrassing to him that he had such a weakness."Don't worried about, as long as you don't get all cuddly about it were good." He said as he looked over his shoulder once again to make sure nobody was spying or
eavesdropping. Looking back he was happy to see she wasn't crying anymore, not one tear." Now that that's over why not go find a chest of your own to keep your stuff in, I need to wrap my back up anyway so I'll be busy for a bit." Dante said with a hint of annoyance in his voice, he wasn't looking forward to wraping himself like half a mummy.