Let’s run it back, shall we?
One more to go.
This tower makes no sense.
I hate this mission.
Talk about a vortex of emotion!
This bears repeating: This is no place for a child.
I’m not even going to ask where she got that chainsaw.
Wicked Weaves are hard.
It’s not easy getting into Paradiso.
There’s only room for one Bayo in this game.
A new weapon!
Bayonetta needs to get her glasses refitted. Just saying.
These two are neither graceful nor glorious.
Funny what a little bit of exploration can accomplish.
This city has seen better days.
Probably shouldn’t shoot children, Bayo.
Dancing in the pale moonlight, I see.
Enjoy the climaxes. Umbran climaxes, that is.
That’s quite the entrance, Bayo.