'What in the…'
[Dante? Are you awake?]
'What… what the hell happened here?'
[You became unresponsive, then this individual rushed over and struck you.]
His brows coming down in a frown, Dante turned to Riot.
"You'd better have a good reason for punching me."
Bewilderment replaced the fear on the big guy's face, then the look in his eyes turned incredulous.
"C'mon, man, you can't keep doing this."
"Doing what? Beating your ass?"
Staring at him for a while longer, Riot let out a sigh and stood up.
"Your… bloodlust. You let it get out of control again." He said. "We don't have a count yet, but I'm afraid you knocked out most of the civilians in the area."
"... what?"
"This was way worse when you fought that Tigris guy. You know most people can't handle it, right?"
Another sigh escaped the big guy, and he whispered something under his breath.
"I really can't do this…"
