[S][D] Syntech and Dante clash first

[Retane]

He had been at the front of his unit as he charged the enemy. He was one of the first to look upon the faces of his victims as the sea of red approached. No smile played at the assassin's visage anymor. In it's stead was the grim visage of a warrior set to do it all himself. The Commander had arrived before the battle with a great portion of their forces with little to no plan other then what seemed then a straight muscled tactic, the very same his foes used.

As the mercenary's legs took him straight into the wall of red clad soldiers, he thrusted himself forward, refusing to forfeit his momentum.. Slamming past the first waves and dwelling deeper into the enemies unit, the assissin found his first target. His fist collided hard with one of his native kindred. Slowing his momentum, the sly warrior fel to the ground face forward, sliding to a stop.

The mercenary, over looked and trampled as a corpse tooken down from a bullet, waited a few moments till he pushed himself back to his feet, causing the Dante' soldiers that had intentionally swerved in the direction of the supposedly corpse yeilded as it sprang to life. Retane, with the fling of an arm, fired a blast at the closest, and followed up with a uppercut to the second.

Crouching a bit, Retane took to arms, releaving his belt of the twin rods. He looked about, readying himself to strike. He had been seen to be an elite by the enemy and that meant he was a target, just what he wanted. A support soldier was the first to catch his eye. As the target raised his gun, Retane moved, slapping the gun up in the air with one of the rods, and followed up with a well placed blow to the ribs. Wincing in pain the human curled his lip, revealing Retane's next target.

Smashing one of the rods into the mouth of the soldier made for the end of the show and Retane needed another victim. The rods soon found their next mark as they collided against the armor of a skinny saiyan. Retane leapt back a step catching the smirk of the cocky fool. The merceanry answered the act as one of his rods made home to the side of the humanoids knee. Following through in a spin and doing a full cricle, the mercenary brought the weapons of death to the side of the saiyans head, sending him flying to the side.

The mercenary bent low as his eyes scanned the field of battle. The mercenary caught sight of the Tower it was nearly finished. For an reason even unbeknowst to the hunter, that became his target destination. The only issue was the mixture of red and black that baracaded his way. The mercenary bounded forward, fangs bared and bent on extinguishing the lives of the opposing.

Spotting a small boulder in the way, the hunter sped up, leaping to the top of the rock and dove onwad, straight back in the midst of battle.