Lock had attentively listened to every word that passed through the lips of the pub owner. Her mind dissected each line as if it was some type of obscure code, or sequence. It was in this way that allowed her to pick up on any slight hint of incontinence with  in his speech pattern, or even a slight possible hesitant phrase. After all, she was a Agent with abilities to see into a person's inner most workings of their mind. This granted her an edge when it came to the subject of interviewing witness, and victims. Though even without said ability. Lock could already tell that the Pub owner possessed some knolwedge of their "wild animal." She decided though to lighten up on the questions, and possibly interview more of the town. "It's funny how things do change..." She trailed off little as she glared over towards Lou. "I digress, would you know anyone in town that is very active out in the surrounding forest?"<br/><br/>Back in the woods, Fox and his team had stumbled upon a remarkable sight. "Sir, is this what I think it is!?" Fox nodded as he slung his rifle over his shoulder. "Eleven Ruins..." What stood before the team were grand constructs of marble and stone.  Vine covered statues cluttered the scenery. Toppled over pillars, and broken remains of what once could be conceived as buildings stood before them. The remains of skeletons, both human and none-human were laid through out the entrance. It was both unsettling and breathtaking as the team had begun to advance upon the ruins. "Alright lads, looks like we had stumbled upon a big discovery." He hesitated a little. His eyes gazed up towards the positioning of the sun. He had noticed it seemed a bit off, as if something had caused it to shift.<br/><br/>He gritted his teeth. As such things only meant one thing. Magic, strong magic at that. Probably cast by a high level wizard, or maybe a sorcerer. He glared back down towards the ruins, and back towards his men. "Keep close, and stay frosty. Something tells me we aren't in Kansas anymore." With that he unsung his rifle, and pressed it close to his chest. The rest of the team were already in a firing stance as they too had pressed the but of their guns tight against their armpits. Fox's team had begun to their investigation of the ruins. Their eyes checking every corner. Their guns swinging with precise movement as they checked around corners.<br/><br/>Fox didn't want to spend too much time here, but he knew if they were indeed going to provide proper recon. They needed to explore these ruins. These ruins vast in scale. It always surprised the strike team commander how the fae were able to hide these from the realm of man. Ancient ancestors who probably were once the dominant species on the planet back in ancient times. It was funny though. How powerful and in control  modern man though he was over his realm. Even with the abilities of nuclear weapons, and technological superior firepower. His existence on the planet was only a mere ilussion brought on by his ignorance of the unknown.