Dante was shaking holding him up nd said “I don’t think I can hold him”

Vale nodded and moved to Ana, holding his hand up. But then frowned and said “that’s odd…her blood won’t listen to my call…” he looked at at Ana and said “I wonder if it’s because she’s a mix blood…” he looked around and said “let’s get everyone some where go rest….” 

Now Damein was laying on the ground and Dante stood panting. His head was killing him and his vision was blurring. “Vincent…I don’t think…why is the room…spinning…” he stumbled to the side, swaying badly.