Dante's head was still throbbing as he made his way through the city. He had just woken from a month-long coma, or in his words, "a long-ass nap." The last thing he remembered before losing consciousness was... losing to his brother. It wasn't the first time they had fought, but it was the first time Dante had lost this badly. His brother took him down so effortlessly; it was crazy that he had become this powerful. (continued)