Giving the idea some thought, Dante mulled over its pros and cons. On the one hand, it would be a fine chance to test his endurance, see how much he could withstand especially where magic was concerned. On the other hand…it could kill him…but even with such a risk, he was willing to oblige Ky, his client – and payment – momentarily forgotten. “Fine. You can use me as your test mule then.”

Sheathing his sword, Dante folds his arms in expectation. “Let’s get this over and done with.”

^{the demon didn’t expect dante would honestly agree —- what ky was planning was dangerous. even more so since it required him to push himself to it’s limit’s and one wrong move could ultimately send him down a road he would never come back from. if he couldn’t regain control of himself, ky’lar knew he would be forever stuck in his rage, but this was worth it — to discover a  way how to control himself and suppress his demonic tendencies.} 

^{❝ first i need you to swear you’ll listen to what i’m planning —– then we’ll move on from there. ❞}