-No more hiding, huh?-
Sitting in his office chair, Dante waited, and waited. For a while there, he had thought Flame Guard would be on him at any moment, but minutes passed, and nothing happened. The ceiling didn't erupt, the walls didn't explode, and the door didn't fly off its hinges. Even though he gave up the only leverage he had, no one came after him.
-Maybe your plan worked after all.-
-You got them to believe that you're a nobody.-
-And now they won't even bother to come after you.-
-Not unless you wear that armor.-
The mundanity of his live in recent days has been getting to him. He was starting to feel that he fell back into the same trap as before, busying himself with endless preparations and never making any actual progress. He already had everything he needed to achieve his goal, yet here he was, waiting for his target to come to him.
-Why don't you just go and attack him yourself?-
-You already have everything you need.-
-Just finish off the bastard.-
