Dante wasn't really paying attention to what was going on, trying to keep from passing out. He did however pay attention when he abruptly fell to the ground in his net. He took the net from around him and yanked the arrow out finally. Though it had started to clot so it basically opened a fresh wound which bled more. He looked to the mage that had been keeping the nets magically bound, noting he wasn't dead just disabled, it made him a bit more happy. Dante didn't like killing people let alone hurting them. During his trip he did his best to avoid people in general knowing they would pick a fight. He saw Vosur doing his best to avoid and block the guild members so he ran at the one who was carrying the others' weapons and quickly relieved them from him. With the weapons secured under his arms he jumped back from one of the guild members who came to assist his comrade. He turned and tossed Vosur his sheathed sword. "Heads up, wolf-man!" Then tossed Ember her staff. "Here's yours!" . He was about to toss Chrono his sword when he had to use it to deflect someone elses sword. He ran on towards Chrono and tossed him his weapons which stuck in the ground near him. Once done he turned to look for his cross, which was now being wielded by a much larger heavier set guild member. "Woah, big boy...Uhm, excuse me." The big guy pointed to himself with a confused look on his face as he held the cross in his hand. "Yes you, would you be so kind as to return my cross there." He then pointed to the cross in his hand with his other. "Yes, that. My cross." The big guy shook his head "No". "Then you leave me no choice, I'll just have to take it from you. Sorry in advance." The guy came at him with an over swing. "WAIT WAIT WAIT!" The guy stopped the cross just inches from Dante's head. "Hold up, just a sec." He knelt down and squeezed his hands together which made them glow a pale green. "Sorry, my leg is just bleeding all over the place, it's buggin' me. You know how it is." He started moving his hands around the wound which made it close up. He then gave it a pat and stood back up. "Okay, you may continue." The guy took the cross back for another swing which Dante dodged and countered with a few jabs to his ribs. He was aiming for pressure point in his quick strikes as he fought for his cross.