Dante grinned ear to ear as he spotted the meager walls guarding Dreadport and thought about cancelling the plan, but the look on Bella's face put a stop to that. She grabbed his arm like any wife would do, making him cringe before internally complaining. 'Damn woman.'
''My Lord,'' the elf said. ''Start acting more like a human and not a beast out on a hunt, or they'll discover us.''
''Okay.''
The two of them stepped onto the road leading to the city gates. Once there, Dante spotted dozens of merchants traveling to and from as Darkmoore soldiers patrolled. His eyes narrowed only to summon Raoul, Henry, and Bloodraven, ordering them to pick off the enemy troops.
'What are you going to do?' the Death Goblin questioned, wariness laced in his voice as he rushed off.
'Cause chaos, unleash the undead in the center of the city,' he answered. 'Pretty much hunt down anyone strong enough to kill me before killing everyone in the city.'
