(Dante offers back the bottle, a simple gesture to hold while he's engulfed in demonic energy glowing blood red. What takes his place is a more monstrous shape, offering Angel a view of what demons in his world can look like. Wings stretch out, parts of him glow bright red, a fanged smile stretches across his face.)
I don't have a plan. Just a gut feeling to follow.
(Dante's voice reverberates in this form, adding to the unnatural presence of his current shape.)
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I don't have a plan. Just a gut feeling to follow.
(Dante's voice reverberates in this form, adding to the unnatural presence of his current shape.)