It wasn't a transformation that Dante could hang onto for long, not in this world at least, not without something to help bolster the trigger time. It was also a form he didn't much care to hold onto either and after about 30 seconds it dissipated and he reverted back to his usual form. Not that it slowed him down, but Dante did lower himself to the nearest raised piece of earth, feeling some of his reserves drained.

"That's good, because demons aren't exactly pretty," a brief pause and almost as an afterthought he added, "before you get your robes in a twist, I'm not that kind of demon," as if that's supposed to diffuse the situation, but realistically Dante had saved Anders from bears and if he wanted to attack him he would have done so long before now, "I have a twin brother named Vergil...he's more inclined toward blue, but he didn't come here with me."