Dante had turned when he heard the struggle, and now took a shot he had been waiting for. He held a small, sharp stone, tossing it into the air, then kicking it as hard as he could, sending it hurtling into the Sickleclaw's throat, piercing cleanly through, sending him to the ground in a pool of blood...
"You...That's what you get for trying to hurt my friends..."
He said, his eyes a bloody crimson, then turned to Longtail.
"You okay, Guardian?"
He asked...