Now that was a huge relief, they had actually managed to kill the damned thing. The decapitation wasn't terribly off-putting but when the corpse began to melt, its innards shown to everyone, Takeshi had a terrible time trying to keep it in. Losing his lunch over the sight he ended up splattering a bit on my shoes, groaning as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. Seeing the splatter on his boots as well he tried wiping them down on the grass, growling when it did little good and giving up. "Not like I wanted to hurl, you know?" the older boy snapped, spitting out some leftover junk before grimacing. Seeing Viral now for the first time since this nonsense began he was certainly cut up, nothing serious but probably mighty unpleasant. "You alright? Got cut up pretty good there," Takeshi asked while stating the obvious, glancing over his friend. "Probably should head back, get you patched up and let them know what happened. If there's more of those things..."

A nearby patch of plants rustled slightly though there was no breeze, and a second later a stone flew from the brush, nailing Takeshi right in the side of the head. Growling angrily he spun around on his heel in the direction it had come from and glared at the plants, seeing the small frame of someone or something hidden in there. "Alright wise guy, come out before I kick your ass!" he shouted, storming over and reaching in to grab hold of whoever had thrown that. When he lifted the offender they were dressed in a cloak, obscuring most of their form from his view. What he did see however was their face, complete with two large black eyes and mandibles on their face, mandibles which clattered in a panicked nature from being held. Gasping he promptly dropped... Whatever it was and stepped back, putting his hands up as though expecting a fight. 

"W-Wait! We... We not enemies," the creature said quickly, its language slightly obscured by the clatter of its jaws. Shuffling forward on its legs it watched Takeshi confused as he backed off, tilting its head before looking to Shu and Viral instead. "You kill the chilopada? Awful creatures, attack homes and eat family and friends, awful." Seeing as Takeshi was avoiding it the being went directly towards the others, turning briefly and making some clicking sounds, signaling the other scouts that had come out with it. 4 more of its kind rose up from surrounding crops, spears and blades in hand for defending themselves. Looking at Viral the being turned its head slightly, examining his wounds before clicking again as another came forward. "You're injured, yes? We help, healer back in village. Please, come with us. They will want to thank you." 

The village itself was at the base of the plateau as expected, a large bonfire in the entrance designating the way. What they hadn't seen from a distance were the structures built up along the side of the rockwall as well, stairways connecting them to the ground. In large the land below was reserved for a few buildings and farmland while above seemed to be where most of their kind lived, some buildings high up on stilts, several meters away from anything that prowled below. Their stop would be one of the buildings on the ground, a small shack tucked up by a crevice in the plateau. Passing by the two incense burning at the door they were greeted by an elderly member of these people, long hairs grown on his face resembling a beard almost and a well worn, blue cloak covering his back. He had herbs and elixers to cure most ailments, they were told, and some wounds like Viral's should heal easily enough. 

Getting Viral some medical attention was all fine and dandy but Takeshi had very little desire to be here. Everyone present were in effect bugs, or something like them. The way they skittered around, their faces, he'd even seen a few of them fly a bit. It was like being in a town of beetles just crawling around every which direction and he couldn't do a thing about it. Worse still was now that Viral was being seen to they were stuck for a bit, and so he found himself off in one of the corners of the shack, sat down with his knees pulled up as he tried to ignore the fact he was in a nest. Worst night in a long while, that was for sure.