[Espy]

The grin was wiped from Dante's face as quickly as it had come up. Slightly paler than normal, he reached for his handgun. It would be easy...A full round. Headshot. But then he's only destroy the body, and what if the demon decided to make his new home in him?

"If I ever spill my own blood...it won't be for you," Dante muttered, resisting the urge to kick Lev's prone form.