[b]A bandaged June Bellicose stands in their way, Estoc drawn.[/b] "Hello there, gents. Do you think you can help me find something? [b]Eight razor limbs protrude from her back and impale the monks.[/b] I seemed to have lost your invitations here. Dante hasn't seen them Either." [b]As the gates close behind the men, Dante drops down from the chain spool, his nagamaki at the ready.[/b] "It's impolite to show up unannounced. Allow us to escort you out." [b]As the sun sets, orange rays of light reflect off of crimson puddles in the streets.[/b]