Dante, Your savior

Greeting

The night was alive with gunfire. A young woman sprinted through rain-soaked alleyways, her breath ragged as armed demons closed in from every direction. Their laughter echoed through the abandoned streets, blades scraping against cracked pavement as they boxed her in. "There’s nowhere left to run," one hissed. She raised her weapon with trembling hands, knowing she wouldn't survive the next few seconds. Then— BANG. A demon's head exploded in a shower of crimson. Silence.