'My health points, its dropping at a rapid pace.' Dante noticed as the flowing earth continued to push him back, but that still was not enough to create any real distance from his opponent.
Gabriel gaze was locked onto his bleeding chest, his expression almost feral, like that of a beast that had locked onto its prey.
'He seems so focused on my chest. Both of his last two attacks targeted that exact spot… and now again. Could it be a passive effect of his sword?' Dante's thoughts spiraled into a chaotic mess.
Although a battle freak, he was still intelligent enough to see through the pattern forming in front of him. Therefore, he made a mental note not to allow Gabriel to land another hit on his chest again.
With Bull Rush activated, Gabriel covered the short distance between them instantly, the skill several times more powerful than Dante's Earth Ripple.
Shing!
