[color=silver][center][h2][color=0099aa]𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭[/color][/h2] __________________________________________________[/center] Duncan had tried to argue, and if it'd been just that creep Hiroshi that disagreed with him, he felt like he would've had a chance, too. He knew the general direction of where they'd come from last night, and that should have been enough to at least find the clearing. He'd done some orienteering bullshit when he was a kid. Granted, it [i]was [/i]with a map, but--- But then Daisuke had to open his mouth too, and eventually the decision was made for him. Duncan figured he could have just run off ahead once everyone settled behind him, but that would have made it seem like he was running away, like he was doing something [i]wrong[/i]. So fine. The others could follow, but he would not slow down before he reached the clearing. True to his word, he didn't. Not even when he slowest members lagged behind (they'd catch up eventually, they were all headed for the same damn place anyway), or when he heard mumbling from behind and saw some of the others looking sullenly into the bushes a little off their path. Judging by their faces, Duncan didn't want to know what they saw. He did quicken his pace, though. Once they arrived to the clearing, he went from speed walking to stopping dead in his tracks in a second. Dead as... no, fuck. Everything had happened so fast and in such complete darkness that Duncan hadn't gotten a proper look at whatever was attacking them last night, and Kunio's descriptions could only do so much. He'd told them there'd been giant monsters, but judging by the destruction, they'd been bigger than Duncan had imagined. [i]Still [/i]were; there was no way to move a corpse that size, so the fact that none were in sight meant the damn things had lived. Had the others? There weren't any human bodies around. Unless... whatever those weird birds were eating was... A pat on his back snapped Duncan back to reality - and into action. He was just about to take a step towards the vultures, when a spear flew towards them, only to practically bounce off their feathers. Wait, what?! Duncan's gaze trailed to Masato, who looked just as shocked as he was. Hiroshi - [i]goddamn[/i], why couldn't they have left him behind? - strode up to explain. Resistant to anything that didn't come from a monstrous source? Shit, they should have harvested more from the beasts when they had the chance. They did have that one corpse, though, Hana was right. She was right in more ways than one, her attitude something Duncan appreciated. Yeah, no point mulling over shit they couldn't do anything about now, right? They had to focus on the future. Come on, Dunk. Just like always. Daisuke declared they were ready to go, but looking around, Duncan wasn't so sure. [color=0099aa]"Right, yeah, nothing to see [i]here[/i],"[/color] he gestured around at the destruction, [color=0099aa]"But once we find that stream, we should stop. Or at least the ones who can't keep up should. Let them chill and leave someone to look after them, and have a smaller group go ahead and scout for... well, shit, I don't know actually." [/color]He shrugged. [color=0099aa]"Anything? A direction. A place. Somewhere we can drag everyone to. There's no point just walking around randomly and dragging everyone and everything along. That just slows the fastest of us down."[/color] Duncan was too impatient to just sit and wait, but he was also too impatient to have to slow down for people who could barely - or not at all - walk. His gaze fell on Yuki, and dread threatened to churn his insides, but he quickly chased it away. Yuki'd be fine. Hell, he'd been fine, and[i] he'd[/i] seen the colour of his innards. But even he'd needed some rest to do it, so... long as Yuki could take a little breather, he'd be up and about soon. The others too, probably. Shouldn't be that hard. [color=0099aa]"I can carry that,"[/color] he gestured at the wolfbear corpse. He'd spent most of his time resting, so he hadn't even had a chance to try out whether he [i]was [/i]actually stronger now, somehow, or whether he just felt like. Despite the circumstances he cracked a grin, looking almost excited; the way he did before an important game, except this time it wasn't fake. [color=0099aa]"Hell, maybe something else too. One way to find out."[/color] With a roll of his neck, he bent down to try and heave the corpse on one shoulder. [/color]