[Espy]

Dante took deep breath after deep breath, trying to refuel as quickly as he could. When it wasn't fast enough, he decided to take another succor capsule. It just might help, he reasoned, although he knew he'd wake the next day, if he slept at all, to the most massive stomachache and cramping ever. Still, he swallowed one.

A few moments later, he was able to trace out a tiny bit of red to the north of him; now too desperate to get out, he went towards it on the motorcycle, albeit reluctantly.