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[i]"For Celery's sake! They destroyed the fruitcaking engine! This is state of the art tech and they just destroyed it! The motherboard is soaked in flipping HONEY."[/i]

Breeze was fuming just as much as Japhet and Est was, if not more. Did people not understand how intricate and fragile the machinery can be? And then they go and soak it in honey! She didn't even want to imagine how much work it would be to take apart every little clog, clean it then reassemble the whole thing. At least everyone was out safe, filing out of the aircraft with sour faces and hunched postures. Medical gear was evenly distributed among the soldiers as they readied for the trip on foot. 

[i]"...breeze."[/i]

Eh? Did someone call her? The merchant blinked, looking back to the redheaded girl. 

[i]"This should be a breeze guys.[/i]

Oh, nevermind. She shook her head, before smiling slightly and approaching the humans. "I've got some flashlights, if you want them. I'd usually charge, but in this case I think I'll make an exception. Just try not to die, alright?" She reached into her bag, tossing a few heavy copper tubes to the group. There was a small gear that acted as a switch, and the more it was twisted the brighter the light became. "They're quite sturdy, so if you need to hit something with them, feel free."

Leaving the humans to their chattering, Breeze joined Japhet and Est in trying to figure out the map. The crayon certainly didn't help the scribbly nature of the note, and even the nicely written directions were rather weird. [i]Turn 197 degrees at the big tree,[/i]" it said. She peered up at all the tall trees surrounding them dubiously. This was going to be a fun trip.

Squealing from behind made her start, but startled Japhet even further. She snickered at the poor man who had leapt into Est's arms, and she was half afraid that he was going to suffocate the poor soldier with his squeezing.

It was only a girl, however. The Nobody was certainly strange, claiming to be a witch. It was highly unlikely, but it was unusual for people to be wandering such an unsafe part of Nowhere. 

The pink haired girl threatened to summon a turtle dragon, making many of them regard her strangely. Now those were rare beasts that one didn't see every day, even in the dark side of Nowhere. It would actually be rather interesting if she could summon one. Of course, the merchant immediately regretted these thoughts when the ground started rumbling, the sounds of breaking and crashing trees getting closer and closer. 

"Awww, sugar pixies on a stick! C'mon, humans, run!" Breeze swore loudly when Nympha ran into her, trying to flee. Escaping would be a great idea right now- they were equipped to deal with those 'hooded figures', not giant honkin' shelled legendary beasts. She grabbed the self proclaimed witch by the wrist, tugging her along and moving to the right side of the fleeing group with the humans at the center. 

[i]"Hey kid witch! If you're a witch can't you make it stop? Or tame it? What are you useful for if you're just going to run with us?"[/i]

"That was less of a summoning, more of a talking bunch of sandwiches giving away their location to a hungry Gubble!" She gave a glare at the girl she was dragging along. The heavy underbrush and thorny bushes greatly impeded their movement, and they could hear the monster catching up slowly. Luckily Turtle Dragons were much slower than their winged cousins, or they'd be chow by now. "Hey, since you're so familiar with the place you don't suppose you know where 'the big tree' is, do you?" Her eyes turned threatening. "And if you don't answer truthfully, we're leaving you behind to deal with the thing yourself!"