Nathaniel rubbed his head irritably, glaring at Amaya. "This little tale of his is a complete lie. I would think you of all people could see through that." He growled, and with that, he jumped out of the tree, landing on his feet. He could see footprints, all boot prints.<span style="font-style: italic">Demons don't wear boots...</span>he thought, silently realizing at least a little of what Silas said was true. He looked back up at the tree, "How many were there?"