*Lecter remains slumped over while his body undoes the damage done to him*
Lecter: Better not be dead...
*The Devil Hunter groans as the armored figure, Be'lak, steps into his peripheral vision*
[i]Outdone by a simple Visitor. You disappoint your heritage, Lecter.[/i]

*Karma follows Mergoux's blood trail, her sense of smell guiding her easily through the woods, and towards the mountains*