

Devil May Cry for ChallengesHigh Time. Drawing my guns, I open fire. Nine shells pierce the air. Nine shells strike home. Nine Souls are my prize. Proceed. As I examine the stone, My ultimate goal thus far, I am hindered again. I choose the path of trials. "Return across thy path." Seems for nothing. I cross, And I am stricken by thunder. A loud crack,Devil May Cry for Challenges
The bridge rips under me. And then, Gravity does its work.
Water. Everywhere. Cannot breathe. I see the light, That identifies my exit. I go forth, I touch it,  
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