It couldn't be more obvious. With all of his subordinates murdered, and no way to call for backup, the enemy didn't have many cards to play. It was either give up and accept loss, or do something highly risky and deal with the consequences later on. Choosing the latter, he lit up a giant beacon, and with it, he intended to summon the only one unafraid to face the Ghost.
[So? What will be your choice, Ghost?]
Dante went over his choices, his perception enhanced to the max. Running away was out of the question. The bastard saw his face. There is no way he could let him go. He had seconds at most, and he needed to dispose of him in that time. He needed to do it right then and there.
DING!
Probably at the worst time, a message notification popped up on Dante's field of view. He was about to swipe it away, but his eyes caught sight of the preview.
[Suzuka: I can't find Finn.]
Dante's eyes widened behind the visor of his helmet, and alarm bells rang in his head.
