Holding at gunpoint

The ferocious and violent roar of the mountain's dust still mostly lording over the forest, casting a thick veil of shroud over its domain. Still, by now, the trio could see the faint, blurry outlines of what seemed to be more than a dozen figures.

They cautiously circled around, though they didn't seem to be too bothered hiding their presence, they were still mostly silent.

As Jake, Jay, and Myra were looking increasingly more and more agitated, Aziel was watching as the events unfolded with curiosity glimmering in his star-shaped exotic eyes.

'What are these monkeys doing...?' He pondered, shaking his head in the next second with a wry, crooked look on his face.

'No, that's not correct anymore. They have evolved over my seclusion, losing most of their hairs. Now they mostly match those disgusting creatures on Nova, yet their attire is vastly different. Hmm...' He pondered, his eyes lazily moving to scan the figures approaching them from all directions.