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.
Danger ahead: Abort!
All I wanted to do was catch the train!
Now it’s time to explore.
Now let’s throw ourselves against the boss. Over and over and over…
And there’s the flare of anger.
And the confusion settles in early.
Teamwork, as they say, makes the dream work.