"I could've sworn I saw them here…" The woman muttered, her arms crossed as she searched further from the village. Godric stood by her side, his hand at the ready on his axe as they searched on.
"We don't have time for this, Freya—" He warned, his voice tinged with annoyance as time passed by, his grip on his weapon growing tighter.
"I assure you I saw a boy here peeking through the trees!" Her voice grew defensive, before softening to an unsure tone. "Besides we already tore through the town—"
The sound of rustling leaves caught their attention, both of them snapping to a bush that was parted by a giant hand, Tanaka stepping though, rolling his shoulders.
"You're still alive—" Godric muttered, slamming his axe to the floor at the ready, debris flying up into the air at the sudden impact, the sound of cranking gears on his mechanism ticking though the atmosphere.
