"It impresses me that you're here, without even understanding half of what this has become," the dragon said, her deep, melodic voice rumbling like distant thunder as a smug smile formed across her colossal face. Her eyes glowed like red stars, brimming with unwavering arrogance.
"What impresses me more is that you had the nerve to face me after all of this," Dante replied, crossing his arms as an even more provocative grin spread across his face.
The dragon let out a low chuckle, like a storm rolling on the horizon. "Arrogance or ignorance?" she questioned, tilting her massive head slightly, as though studying an intriguing puzzle.
Dante shrugged nonchalantly. "Who knows?" He then pointed his sword at her, the blade shimmering with demonic energy. "But if you're so curious, why don't you come down here? Let's settle our... differences."