Dante couldn’t help but smirk as he saw the woman looked at him skeptically. He was almost certain she would protest, or refuse in some way, which is why he was caught off guard when she took a jab at him. He gawked in awe as she jumped into the air, transforming into her weapon form. He looked on in amazement as the girl changed into a large, double sided glaive. Dante recognized it from his books, but had never used one. He thought back to the times he had used a broom as a staff in the orphanage. ‘That is entirely different! I hope I really don’t cut myself.’ Dante thought as he watched the weapon spun around in the air. With a swift movement, Dante reached up and caught the weapon, moving in from hand to hand, spinning it beside him. He almost lost his balance as he started to spin the weapon, but spread his legs a little and decided to show off a bit. Moving his hands over his head, he spun the weapon, building momentum before slicing down in front of him.

“Wow, your way heavier than the broom.” He said with a grin. He swung the weapon around, spinning it in his hands and taking a few slices at the air in front of him. With a final large slice in front of him, he straightened up and rested one of the blades on the ground, leaning against the glaive.

“You are an impressive weapon” Dante said with a smile. “I didn’t expect that at all though. I thought you were something like a sword. Lucky I had some staff practice or I would have dropped you” He reached up and brushed his hand against the blade at the top, admiring the detailing. It really was an impressive blade.