Dante shakes his head. "No idea. All I know is that I've seen him before. Last month, when Cleo..." lost it for a moment? Chased the rabbit? "When she broke my arm. I remembered that guy doing the same thing to my other self. I apparently fought him before--or the other me did, at least."

He pauses, his eyes drifting to one side. "And... you're wrong. The other me, he couldn't beat him. Not by himself."

I have to release the power in my heart--the dark power I've been holding back.

It's maybe a good thing that he's been wearing the blindfold this whole time. It keeps his eyes from Togusa's view.