Well, Razor was now glad of a few things...one, Eponine stopped talking, two, she actually did what he said, and three, he could eat in peace...though, three only counted if this uneasy feeling was not real. Though, with how long he had been traveling...his 'feelings' are usually never wrong. Though, it did get him worried...since the initial first few minutes showed that nothing was happening. But then, he finally heard it...<br/><br/>It was the same beating he had heard from the wings of the bird monsters. And it coming from the mouth of the cave, the tempo of it slowing as the creature descended to the ground near the mouth of the cave. Razor was certainly being more and more nervous about this whole scenario...one of the raiders was about to enter the cave, and his practical charge was hiding in the corner...the sole survivor of her entire village, as far as they knew. This was not going to end well, especially with Razor's back being to the mouth of the cave...he was going to have to be really careful in this situation.<br/><br/>And eventually, it started...the raider walked into the cave. Razor couldn't identify what it was, but to those who do have eyes...he wasn't a pretty sight. He looked to be of one of the taller races that walked this world. Certainly he was one of the more muscular...and certainly one of the fattest. While yes he did have quite the gut, he didn't look at all like he was all fat...with arms and legs that looked like he could lift weights ten times heavier than him. His weapon of choice, being a large hammer with spikes all over it, certainly attested to that. But what was more...not sure what word would describe it, but ironic would be the best bet  in this case, was the creatures head...which was that of a pig's, more of a boar thanks to the small tusks that came from his lower jaw. He wore what appeared to be black leather armor with plenty of iron spikes and duds littered about...he even had an iron helmet that had an arrow point from the top of it.<br/><br/>The boots of the creature, who was actually Mael'gar, thudded against the cave floor as he appeared closer to the Ramen. His people's eyesight were more accurate in the dark than most others, but he still couldn't see completely through the piercing darkness of this cave that illuminated by a handful of fireflies. The Mael'gar let out a revolting snort before saying,"Hey, you...gotta ask ya few questions." Razor's only response to that was just to stay facing away from him and make a sour face...this thing certainly did not smell pleasant...and he knew exactly what it was thanks to the smell. He only grunted.<br/><br/>"Well, come right on in...I was just enjoying a quick meal...boar?" The Mael'gar grimaced and said,"Real funny, wise guy! Now listen...Me an' sum-friends o' mine dealt with a village not too far away...know of it?" Razor cocked his head to the side,"A village? Never heard of it...I'm just a traveler finding my way around." The Mael'gar snorted again,"Traveling and never seen the village?" The creature looked Razor up and down, and snorted again,"A Ramen traveler? Well, guess that would why ya haven't been to that human village...oh well, didn't miss much, it was rather boring and ugly...so it's a good thing we burned it down...guess that makes you happy?"<br/><br/>Razor grumbled to himself, but said,"Human, you say? Well, I guess you did all of A'enath a service by getting rid of it...Don't know why such, lovely gents would want to raid a simple village...but I'm sure many would thank you for it." The vile beastman just snorted as he wondered around,"Yeah, yeah...Eat yer own heart out, why don'cha? Now, 'bout that there village...we were hired by someone pretty high up in the world ta get rid of it...because of a special someone." Razor continued on like he didn't care, eating his meal, but was actually intrigued. The Ramen pretended to be uninterested as he said,"Go on..."<br/><br/>The beastman grumbled to himself and continued as he looked around,"And this special someone...happens to be a little gurl...probably 'bout...ah! What's that year dem pesky humans say they're adult?" Razor simply answered,"Eighteen or other?" The Mael'gar nodded,"Yeah, yeah...eighteen...should be 'round that age 'bout now. Wasn't able to find her in that pesky town...so we figured we could...smoke her out...heard rumors that she was the church type." Razor stopped eating for a second, putting two and two together...so the raiders were after Eponine, if he was guessing correctly. Making it out like he was having some thought on the food, he flipped a few pieces of meat over and continued eating,"Church type, eh? I don't get involved with Human religions...but if you're going to ask if I've seen this girl, I haven't...hadn't seen a human in a long time...I tend to avoid them whenever I can."<br/><br/>The Mael'gar grunted, as if in agreement, as he continued to look around the cave. Though, Razor couldn't help but to ask,"This person that hired you...I just couldn't help but ask, but is this person the Kaiser? I've been hearing rumors..." The Mael'gar stopped and looked to the Ramen with a raised brow. He then snorted as he said,"What? Got a problem with the Kaiser-boss?" Razor could hear the beastman walking towards him and Razor said,"No, no...nothing wrong with him...I was just merely curious. Though, sounded like something the Kaiser would want to get himself busy with." The Mael'gar put his hand on his hammer that was strapped to his back and began to wield it, both his large, meaty hands wrapping around the hilt of it,"I heard you Ramen-folk were crazy smart...didn't think ya be -that- smart." Razor heard the delicate sounds of the pig-man getting his large, clumsy hammer ready for attack...this was just too easy...and he was getting closer...just a bit more,"I'll take that, as a compliment. But is that a yes or a no?"<br/><br/>The Mael'gar made the mistake of yelling,"Ya know too much!" Along with an accompanied yell of action as he raised his hammer and tried to kill the fragile-bodied Ramen with a single blow! Razor grinned as he dropped his next bite of pork and whispered the words he needed to be quick, but keep his bones still intact. He leaned towards his left and made one clawed-foot slide as he leaned, but then clench at the ground to get a good hold as he leaned more. He was practically relying on that one leg to keep his body up as his other leg rose and twisted with his body as he faced the Mael'gar. In a single motion, with this body twist, he made the other clawed-foot grab onto the Mael'gar's arm and clenched onto it.<br/><br/>The pig-man squealed in pain and let go of his hammer, which smashed into the cooking table and made the left-over pork flying all over the cave. This was a mistake as Razor said another word of power and caused his legs to have more strength as he slammed the foot that was holding onto the Mael'gar's arm straight to the ground, causing a crack as the pig-man warrior's arm got dislocated at the shoulder. The pig-man continued to squeal as he was forced to the ground. Razor raised one of his deadly hand claws and grimaced,"Big mistake, stranger...and pity, I rather like pork." And then pointed the claw at the beastman...before the Mael'gar had any idea of what was going to happen next, Razor thrusted his claw deep into the unprotected back of the pig-man, his claws going deep enough to let his fingers get to the spinal chord of the warrior, which he used his claws to shred through tissue and muscle until he wrapped his hand around it...and brutally severed it.<br/><br/>Razor pulled his claw out as he ruined the pig-man's spinal chord and a back that was flayed wide open. The wretch continued to squirm and writhe and squeal in agony as Razor unclenched his foot that was on the man's arm and used his foot to feel the arm, following it up to the head. As he found it, he let his foot kick off the man's helmet and let his three claws get a good, painful grip on his fat head as his claws sunk into the flesh. When he was sure he got a good hold, he made sure that the spell he put on his legs were still good as he made a powerful jerk, effectively snapping the Mael'gar's neck.<br/><br/>With the deed done, Razor unclenched both of his feet and backed away from the body of the Mael'gar and thought for a few moments. So the Kaiser was behind all of this, and they were after Eponine. And the fact that they were sending search parties meant that they weren't going anywhere until they found her...so survivors wouldn't be survivors for long. And that also meant more would be coming...especially since now that one of their own was missing. He let his mind race for ideas, remembering that this man seemingly was alone, only hearing one pair of wings signaling the coming of a person...so he was alone...and the bird was vacant...they could probably use that to get a head start on leaving the raiders behind.<br/><br/><i>Ah hell, I rode a great many of things before...can't be that bad, right?</i><br/><br/>With that thought, he sounded out in the cave,"Eponine...it's time to leave,<i>now</i>!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>