Outside the warehouse the two Thunderguard exchanged glances, and one jogged after Emi, leaving the second behind. After a few moments he caught up to her, falling into step beside her. "Yes, Magistrate-sama, is there something you need?"<br/><br/>- - - -<br/><br/>Back inside the warehouse, Hanzo catches a look of annoyance on the face of Shinjo-sama. "There were flat, white masks, yes. They're a common enough site at festival, as people dress up like spirits of past ancestors. As for what was destroyed, you only need look." He gestured across the room, the movement of his hand covering much of the warehouse. Indeed it seems the damage is quite widespread. "All the shipment was destroyed, and a few of the other things stored in here. What is to be done about this?"<br/><br/>Abruptly he turns towards the peasent standing by the edge of the warehouse. "You! Come here and tell the magistrate what you saw."<br/><br/>The peasent scurries over, bowing his head, bobbing in obvious anxiety. "Forgive me sama" he says, risking a glance upwards. "I did not see anything .. not truely. I heard the noises, and came to investigate. I thought it was robbers. When I got here .." he trails off, licking his lips. "I only saw something huge and terrible leap away. I did not see it clearly."