// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
It's no bad thing that they've all opted to focus on their own respective bloodlust, and by the time Danta realises that the baying of the wolves has faded to soft breath and the shifting of snow and fur, he's devoured his fill of the beast. Streaked with blood and with it staining his hair and one side of his face, he isn't nearly as controlled or reverent as Asta as the other man comes to.
There's no ball of fire for him to shove his bloody hands into, there's no moment of quiet clarity. Danta is already rolling to his feet, eyes sharp for any interlopers that might come to encroach, to take, to fight for what they've got. But of course there's nothing and no one around other than the trio, and once the thunder of his pulse has calmed he's sure he'll feel much better.
There's no ball of fire for him to shove his bloody hands into, there's no moment of quiet clarity. Danta is already rolling to his feet, eyes sharp for any interlopers that might come to encroach, to take, to fight for what they've got. But of course there's nothing and no one around other than the trio, and once the thunder of his pulse has calmed he's sure he'll feel much better.
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
