Dante takes off like a shot. Metal clashes with lightning again as Bayonetta halts his attack. The witch throws a leg high only to have it take on more gashes from Gilgamesh. Dante returns the favor, swinging a long leg high for Bayonetta's head. Bayonetta saves her face from being scarred. She struggles to hold the Son of Sparda's leg at bay as he presses his attack. The muscles in her delicate arm bunch together as she is locked in a power struggle. Dante applies more pressure. The Umbra Witch soon loses out. With a hard shove, she is spun around like a top.
An opportunity presents itself and Dante capitalizes. He quickly closes in on Bayonetta's exposed back. He looked clear to land a clean shot when something suddenly became amiss. Somehow, Bayonetta ended up at his back with her right arm extended and Durga's claws spread wide. Dante has no time to move or counter and takes the full surge of the intense electricity that the weapon discharges. Bayonetta quickly launches a follow-up strike but she failed to remember Dante's speedy recovery. He grabs the woman by her leg, whips her around and hurls her into a semi-demolished building. The floors and roof of the building crumble like a house of cards, burying Bayonetta. The side and rear walls remain standing.
Dante kneels for a second; the effects of the lightning discharge from Durga still have a slight hold of him. "I almost forgot what that felt like," he says giving his head a couple shakes. For a moment, his mind flickers back to when he wielded a lightning-based weapon like Durga. He remembers approaching a statue of a woman in agony with a sword pierced through her chest. Then suddenly, the sword leapt from the woman's chest and pierced his. He could feel the power of the blade coursing through him. A few moments later, Dante took the sword of Alastor in hand, which endowed him with lightning capabilities and the power of flight. Bringing his mind back to the present, Dante is alerted to a noise coming from the pile of rubble that was once the remains of a boarding house. He gets to his feet and takes a stance, muscles tense with anticipation.
Suddenly, the fist of Madama Butterfly bursts from within the ruined building. Dante takes quick notice of the Madama's electric blue fist. He challenges Madama Butterfly and meets her fist with his. The power of the clash radiates like a cyclone, whipping up the tails of Dante's coat. Tattered newspapers, loose trash and other debris of the like are tossed like pedals in the wind. Dante grinds his feet into the broken asphalt as he struggled to keep his purchase. However, he loses out from a hard shove. A second Wicked Weave attack immediately follows suit. This time it is Madama Butterfly's fiery foot that stomps Dante, sending him flying and slamming into a weather beaten car. The force of his body pushes the car into several other vehicles left sprawled across the street haphazardly until they are a pile of crunched metal, broken glass and shredded rubber. Dante pulls himself to his feet with a slight grunt. It has been a long time since he taken a hit like the one he just received, but like many times before he just shakes it off as if he had just been slapped on the wrist.