Chapter 61: Head.
The stealthy approach was starting to get on Dante’s nerves. More than once he was forced to take a detour around an enemy patrol, and he had long since lost count of the number of close calls he had had.
Strangely enough, he had yet to be discovered even once. If only his luck didn’t run out by the time he crossed the third basement floor and reached the stairs leading to the second.
Caligo’s hideout had six underground floors. Dante had used Type 8-3’s portals to climb up from the sixth to the fourth, and from there he made his way to the stairs leading to the third. There were no guards stationed at that point, allowing him to pass without trouble, but by the time he crossed the dark maze, two gangsters were awaiting him at the bottom of the stairs.
After confirming that they weren’t moving from the area, Dante retreated to the corner of a nearby room and sat down to think.
’... Volcan, give me 8-3’
[Understood.]
At the moment, making sure the enemy didn’t discover his whereabouts was crucial. He was almost at his first stop as well, so Dante saw no problem in donning the armor now.
Light enveloped his body and a second later he was back in the embrace of the dark shroud. Almost immediately, pain assaulted his entire body, forcing him to remain still as his mind filtered it out.
That gave Volcan enough time to gather new data using the Spatial Awareness ability of the armor and update the three-dimensional model of the hideout.