*Lecter nods to Horus*
Lecter: If we come across a Devil, I might be able to bind it into a weapon. Otherwise, I have nothing to give you that I am comfortable with parting with.
*The Devil Hunter glances at his arm blades, which Horus couldn't use comfortably because of his size, and disregards the idea of him using his pistol, and especially Karma*

*Darus laughs for a moment before wincing because of his injury, and he coughs up some blood*
Darus: Easier said than done to find the apostate. Circle Mages, templars... he slips by our fingers.
*Darus turns more pale, as he begins to lose his grasp on this world*