"This sucks," Sosora said, plopping down next to Malak at his desk.
"Mhm," He hummed in agreement.
They had spent almost an entire day looking for traces of Tair, and the rest of the day and the night going around trying to find anything else. They talked to the few people who lived in the area. The few of the few who had something to say didn't have anything worth saying.
In the first place, Tair had been brought down close to the center of the forest. Only those who wanted peace without worrying too much about the monster kings lived there. There weren't many in Tiabe who didn't fear the monster kings, so it was mostly outcasts or antisocial people.
They hadn't gotten anywhere.
"This has the Lowat tribe's stench all over it," Sosora grumbled.
"A little, yeah. But if we accuse them with nothing…"
"I know. It will only backfire. And we if find something to use against them…"
