FLOAT ALONG THROUGH CATACOMBS // raiding The Typhoon

[DANTE NORTHWEST.]

♛ SMOKED A PACK OR TWO, IT NEVER WAS A PROBLEM —

"Plans?" Dante echoed, raising an invisible eyebrow at Benny. "Who needs plans?" He mused, before turning towards the entrance of camp, spreading his wings out to stretch them. Unfortunately, he couldn't fly but hey, he could use them to at least look intimidating, right? "Let's go." And with that, the hybrid ran off.

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#psychosocial.