[b]"Fire?"[/b] Juno turned her head to look towards it, [b]"And the three men... No, we get to the village, for all we know those were the very same persons who set off the fire, and that monkey thing may be in league with them. Forest fires move very quickly, or so I heard, so let us not stand around here, lest we be engulfed in flames ourselves."[/b]
Stas gave her a short nod and slowed his pace so that the others would pass him, he had taken up the position of rear guard, and he would stay as rear guard unless someone else who was better at the job appeared. After a short while, it began to rain, turning the dirt road muddy. Stas despite the rain kept his head on a swivel, scanning the tree lines and brushes. He was accustomed to running in mud, but he didn't enjoy it. The mud stuck to his shoes and made it more difficult to move quickly, the sounds weren't helping either. He muttered curses in both English and Russian as it got muddier. The road took a turn and he made sure to keep his footing. Edwin couldn't keep his footing though, and skidded into a tree trunk. Stas stopped and looked at him, scanning him for any injuries, he recalled that even the smallest of falls could sprain an ankle or break a finger.

[b]"Sorry about that ladies and gentleman, feels like I'm running on ice."[/b] Edwin commented. Linnea, the floating girl came down to help him. Stas grumbled and spoke up, [b]"Edwin, we'll have to make sure you haven't broken anything when we reach the village. And we'll get you some actual shoes."[/b] He said, looking at Linnea and Edwin. He noticed that they were wearing just some casual wear, unsuitable for this weather, but at least they were wearing pants. Juno was only wearing a shirt and skirt. He jogged over to Juno and looked around the bend, noticing that the village that they had to reach was in sight. It was still a small ways away however. He stopped and planted his spear into the ground, [b]"Officer Aulia,"[/b] He said to get her attention, he took off his fur lined leather jacket and handed it to her, [b]"It might be a bit small, but it's better than nothing."[/b] He picked up the spear once again and looked towards the village, [b]"Can't be long now. Maybe we'll find a bar or something, where we could dry off."[/b] He noted the wood and stone buildings, he couldn't make out any details. He thought about what kind of weapons they might have, axes and hammers obviously, maybe chisels, judging by the wood and stone they used for their buildings and walls. He couldn't make any accurate judgments however, he had seen simple farmers living in mud huts suddenly whip out AK-47 assault rifles and several RPG-7 rocket launchers in his service. Thinking back, they probably weren't 'simple' farmers.