[Espy]

The hallucinatory wave of colors completely overwhelmed the bounty hunter, the added shriek from the old man nearly bringing Dante to his knees as he clamped his hands over his ears -- not a smart idea given the malfunction of one sense already.

In the field of multicolored aura, Na'lsa's ink-tinted tendrils were obvious. And warping sickeningly. And seemingly throttling a blue...something...that Dante had never seen before.

And I think stuff just blew up.

Straightening up, he crept a bit closer to Na'lsa and the stranger, his curiosity getting the better of his judgement.