The brothers make their way through the thick foliage of trees on the outskirts of the town, Leon holding a torch in his hand to illuminate the area as Dante swings his sword in circles at his side. The woods are eerily quiet, no sounds of animals or wind blowing through the leaves - just the sound of leaves and twigs crunching under the men's boots.

"Man, nocturnal creatures are the worst. I could be talkin' to a pretty young thing right about now." Dante grumbles, cracking his neck as he follows behind Leon, not really bothering on focusing on the area around him. "Or inviting her back to a nice hotel room for a little fun."

"Or, y'know. You could try and do the job you're paid for? I'm not savin' your ass if this thing ends up catchin' you off guard." Leon replies, his brows furrowing as his gaze flicks over the surrounding area.

"Yeah, like that's gonna happen. Don't forget who taught you all your-" Dante's words cut off abruptly, his footsteps faltering as he hears a noise in the distance, his hands reaching out to grab Leon's shoulder, halting his movements. "You hear that?"