*Lecter shakes his head and follows after the group, watching, listening, and smelling the surroundings for anything*
Lecter: Any way to stop the storm? Something holding it together, or do we have to wait for it to settle and hope that it doesn't kill anyone.
*His tone has a roughness to it now, contrasting with his usual nonchalant and softer attitude*
*The Devil Hunter subconsciously runs a finger along his blade, barely noticing it cut him*