As the snake man and brute battled hache sat on a branch high on a tree thinking over his thoughts on the villages. He truly didn't care about either but he got vegetables and grains as long as he fought for them, keeping the iga out. Still he was never fond of the people, they made him hunt more and more every year and treated him like a demon, entering there houses and readying weapons around as if he'd skin them alive. He was better than that, but the rage built, the rage he was ready to unleash of the igans long ago. But he realized something. Seeing someone helpless like that was worst than seeing rabbit or a fox trapped by there foot, they were desperate and it was only nice to put them out of there misery, there was nothing else but kill them after that. But unconscious was another thing, it wasn't worth it. "hey listen, if kane's on your side so am I maybe I can help, we can attack better from all sides like this.