"Even rodents make less noise than you bastards! If you were my tail, I would have severed all five of you and tossed you aside!"
Marching for roughly ten more minutes, Mel halted upon locating a perimeter where the trees spaced out. Following his words, the footsteps echoing from every conceivable direction multiplied, and five youths donning red martial artist uniforms manifested right in front of him.
"You marched all the way here despite knowing we were tailing you; you must be an idiot!"
"If I were in your shoes, I would have fled straight back to Fat Moses."
Stepping out from behind the massive trunks of the trees, two bastards buried the daggers in their hands into the earth. Threads of green energy were glaringly obvious between their hands and their weapons, and Mel witnessed the alternate two individuals in different directions executing the same maneuver.
"Maybe he would have tucked you into his bed as well!"
