[He doesn't. Dante's just as thankful as Sora that the other goes down so easily--he's got the memories of fighting Sora already, a battle he feels conflicted enough about. He doesn't need to battle another Sora, this time of his own will...! But the other Sora hits the ground and dissolves into a cloud of mist, little bits of shadow that wisp away into the night. A moment later and the room around them begins to fade away too, dropping both of them to the ground below and leaving the two of them standing, alone, in the middle of the sidewalk.
It's no use pretending that he isn't shaken by everything that's just happened. Was this real? Fake? How does he know? Dante takes a look at Sora.]
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It's no use pretending that he isn't shaken by everything that's just happened. Was this real? Fake? How does he know? Dante takes a look at Sora.]
Are you okay?