The dinosaur creature thingy didn't respond, and it was only then that Skulduggery realised it had passed out, so he withdrew his hand, and listened to the plans that were being discussed by the rest of the group, the forest sounded like the best option, but the fact that there was a path leading through the mountains tempted skullduggery a bit, but he supposed it wouldn't hurt to travel on the "road less travelled" so to speak.

"Yeah, the woods sound like the best to me. I would volunteer myself to go, but I'd prefer to stay here, and test a few things, I need to see what I can still do, I feel a bit, deflated so to speak. I will be following in a few minutes" Part of this was to show of to sword-boy over there, so he hoped that it worked, otherwise this would be incredibly embarrassing.

He also walked towards a tree, this one evidently larger than the one that the boy had chopped down, just slightly, and clicked his fingers. And out came, nothing. Well, this was awkward, where were the usual flames that would be produced, funny, maybe there wasn't enough oxygen here or something. Seeing as he was on the topic of air, he attempted to send out a gush of wind at the tree, and surprisingly, it worked. Not only did it knock down the tree, but all of the roots came out and it flew into another tree.

"Well that's-" Skulduggery fell to the ground, almost fainting, that had taken more out of him than it should, it wasn't usually that difficult, maybe he had to get used to this new environment.

"Yeah I'll just, I'll just stay here for a while" He panted, putting his hands against his knees and pushed himself up. He brushed the dirt off his trousers and corrected his hat, which had slightly tilted due to the fall.

That was when he heard the noise, a disgusting noise, a terribly, guttural roar, or gurgle, whatever sounded better. Roar, definitely. He looked back at the rest of his group and attempted to raise an eyebrow, realising he didn't have any, he decided what he was doing was probably quite terrifying.

"That wasn't one of you was it?" It was deadly silent, and Skulduggery braced himself, he couldn't battle, not now, he was too tired. He took out his .32, and checked the bullets, 2 in the chamber, 7 in his suit pocket, he had to use them sparingly.