DMC4: The-Devil's Arm

Inferno

Dante fell for quite a long ways into what seemed like a bottomless pit. Despite this, when he did hit the metal grating that served as the floor, his body easily absorbed the impact. It appeared he'd fallen into a ventilation shaft for the hidden laboratory. Funny thing was, he finally found the lab.

"Oh great..." he complained.

Above him, a set of thick blast doors slid into place, plunging the room further into darkness. Below him, past the metal grate whirled a great fan. This fan now slowed, until the wide arcs became completely motionless. Within a few seconds, the air, already reeking from who knows what, became even more permeated. Some gas was wafting up from the bowels of the facility, and it smelled poisonous.

"...as if I didn't have enough obstacles already."

Dante placed his hands on his hips and grumbled, thoroughly irritated. At any rate, obstacles or not, he had to get moving. The gas wouldn't really affect him, but he didn't want to be breathing an alternative to air anytime soon. The first thing he did was will Gilgamesh back into his body. He'd had enough of the familiar weapon. The physical form of the gauntlets and greaves vanished, becoming light that simply melted into his body, replaced by his usual shooting gloves and boots.

He picked up Pandora from where he set it when landed, and started moving. As soon as he opened the first door, he bumped into another Order creation. The long tubular hall was home to a trio of what appeared to be fish. Only these fish swam through the ground with bladed fins and bodies. They circled the devil hunter ominously, then one leaped out of the ground.

PF013: Epidemic

Pandora shifted in Dante's hands, lengthening, folding out not one, but two crosspieces, forming into a twisted crossbow. He pulled the trigger, and a projectile lanced out, striking the fish in mid-air and exploding on contact. The demon burst into a scaly, fleshy mess of gore before the remnants vanished, leaving only crystallizing blood.

Dante rolled away from another fish as it came down on him from behind. The third tried the same maneuver as the first, but this time, he threw Pandora in its Grief form. The bladed frisbee neatly slicing off the bullet shaped head before returning to his hand.

The last one skimmed through the ground, its dorsal fin looking to take off a leg, but he easily slid to the side and skewered the demon on the tip of Rebellion. He yanked it out of the ground and into the air, then freed his sword and drew it back like a bat, then cracked the demon as it descended. His energy coated blade sliced through its body, sending both halves sailing down the hall, where they gave a brief twitch, then dissolved.

The door at the end of the hall didn't have anything surprising for him, just more Order freaks. This time, it was the swords that flew around like birds. Once again using Pandora's Grief, he sent the disc into the air, then drew Ebony and Ivory. He twisted around, firing volleys with each gun at the demons, swatting them out of the air as the Devil Arm sliced through more.

When more shot forward like darts, or spun like fans, Dante holstered his girls, then whipped out Coyote-A. He spun the shotgun around and around, the barrels cracking like fireworks in the enclosed room. The demons closest to the gun were shredded apart as the buckshot ripped through them. Just as one more fell, Pandora came sailing around, slicing through the last two before folding back into its case form in Dante's hand.

He got his first breath of clean, fresh air after the containment room. Judging by the equipment and the strong, dissipating aura he felt, he guessed that's where Yamato was before Nero took it. After taking in the sweet view of the waterfall that led to the forest, he moved up a level, then ran the gauntlet again.