Dante

I looked at all the cans and bottles of drinks scattered everywhere on the floor. I looked up at Natasha whose hands were on the wall and she was groaning in frustration.

"Aarrgh," she grunted and took her hands off the wall.

"What is happening here?" I asked Nathan who was crossing his arms and staring at Natasha like he wanted to see if she could achieve whatever she was doing.

"Natasha thinks that we shouldn't wait for Pedro to attack us and that we should go to them first once we have the dagger," Nathan replied and I stopped moving for a while, thinking about what he just...