“Aww, found yourself a mini me Dante?” Lady asked.
Gleeeeeee. I can so hear her saying that, too.
And typos right at the start: And she had run, she just hadn’t run very far, (s)he couldn’t just leave him.
But then in the fight his sword had shattered and she could have sword(n) that the demon’s blade arm was going to cut his arm off.
Plus one typo I only noticed because I was going back to glee at this sentence: The black shadowy imp in his hand was trying to chew his wrist. Nero gave it a shake and it hung dazed and limp in his grip, for the moment, it had already tried to gnaw its way too freedom several times.