The trees groaned and cracked, and moans were heard far off. Animals screamed in terror, and were hushed, the forest rising to large dissonant din. The smoke hung about the leaves dripping like blood, the soft squish of boots in mud were heard close by. Gwaneii's Eagle was terrified, and conveyed to him the dangers in the woods.

At the same time, the Moths flew to Geckle, "Monster's ahead, demons, undead, dark things. The forest is dead, danger is clear. Go no further. We refuse to go any further." And with that the bugs flew off.