Disclaimer: Devil May Cry does not belong to me. I am simply borrowing the universe and its characters for a little bit.
Sound
The rain hitting their blades and the stone underneath. Two pairs of booted feet slamming against the ground. The metallic clang of Yamato and Rebellion meeting between them. They were the sounds of two brothers engaged in a battle only one would win. The sickening squelch of Yamato's blade twisting in Dante's body seemed louder than all else around them. At the sound of his brother hitting the ground, a smirk appeared on Vergil's face. The small part left in him that screamed against the utter wrongness of it was quickly snuffed out.