[Espy]

As the APC ground to a stop, Dante's prone form shuddered a bit and slowly picked itself up -- since everyone else had seemed to prefer being curled up, he'd forgone his usual catlike habits and covered what floor they'd abandoned, and had spent a great deal of time spread-eagle across the floor of the vehicle.

He'd never learned to swim, so being away from too much water was a relief. Grabbing a pack of smokes, he peeked out a hatch. Looks like it's all clear. He slowly climbed up, noticed the strange haze of aura ahead, and dove back down to grab weaponry.

Nope. Nope nope nope nope. This had better not be another monster, he muttered to himself, silently, while he threw the strap of his chestplate over his head and quickly buckled various belts and holsters.

"...There might be something ever so slightly intimidating way up ahead," he grumbled, not bothering to look up.