"Even rodents make less noise than you! If you are were my tail, I would cut off all five of you!"
After walking for another ten minutes, Mel stopped when he found an area where the trees diverged. As he spoke, footsteps from all directions increased, and five young men in red martial uniforms appeared before him.
"You've come this far when you know you must be an idiot!"
"I'd run away to Fat Moses if I were you."
The two people, who emerged from the broad trunks of the trees, plunged their daggers into the ground. Threads of green energy stood out between his hands and weapons, and Mel saw two other people in opposite directions doing the same.
"Maybe he would take you to his bed!"
"Even if you were there, we would have taken it away, and you'll see what it means to mess with the Wind Claw League!"