His ears perked up as he heard someone talking. Yes, he knew someone was there! So it was not his imagination running away from him after all. He was beginning to worry about his sanity. He sighed as he stared at the body of Samov-en.<br/>"Somehow I will find who killed you, and get revenge. Perhaps the person who is nearby knows of what happened to you."<br/>He got up slowly, moving towards the sound of the voice. He had a feeling this person did not want to be found. Why else hadn't they answered his calls before? It might be the one who killed Samov-en  he thought to himself, gathering up his scythe in his hands. He might have to get ready for a fight. This was not what he hoped for, he had thought that he would find her alive he never dreamed that this would happen.<br/>"Whoever just spoke, come out. If you do not it will prove to me you are the one who killed my friend. With my sharp senses, I will find you. It will not be pleasant for you, I assure you. I am prepared to kill whoever did this to her."<br/>His eyes darted around, and he sniffed the air. If they were hidden from sight, he would find them somehow he promised himself. Glancing around the forest floor he looked for footprints. Since he was an experienced druid, these things shouldn't be too hard to find he thought to himself.