[Espy]

A strong dark purple aura and a strong bright red one...These should be the ones he'd met earlier. Grabbing the edge of one tile and swinging onto yet another roof, Dante ran, wolf-like, towards his target. The people around her, at least the one with the purple glow, were strong, but all he needed was a single well-placed bullet, else a quick slash to an artery...Preoccupied, he nearly missed the edge of the tavern roof, catching his foot on a flagpole just in time.

Pushing himself onto the slanted surface, Dante took several deep breaths; the adrenaline rush was taking its toll. He managed to retrieve a single succor capsule, swallowed, and sat back, trying to figure out the proceedings in the tavern based on aura movement alone.

After half a minute, he decided it was relatively safe, felt around in his pouch for a cigarette, and lit it.