Vance raised his eyebrow as he notice Dante was a little lacking in the attention span with immediate surroundings. "Alright, the point. I need to find out how these blasted devils are ending up coming to a fro the Material Plane like a revolving door. They obviously don't belong here, but someone keeps opening the door. I wanna find that source and rip them several new ones. Alot. But...I'm only one person, and honestly, this whole devil-slaying thing is new to me. It took all I had to take out this one." It was then he revealed his Devil Arm, a blade made from the soul of Baphomet, his first bagged devil. "I'm still learning how use this one, and I'm controlling its will with my own, in psionic form. I'm a psychic, as my father, Vincent Brice, was before me. He and his ancestors fought baddies way before me. This monster killed him. Now I want to fight as he did before other lives are taken and/or manipulated by devils. So what do you say? Think you and your crew can help me out?"<br/><br/>Vance waited patiently for their response.