"The beast's motivation?" Lydia glared at him. "That monster eats humans. What else do we need to know?"
"Lions only hunt humans when they burn their hunting ground." Hank looked at her with a sharp glare, "For hundreds of years, we never had a problem with beasts. Until your people came claiming to cleanse the land from them." He turned around, walking toward the forest.
"You're blaming the church?" Lydia shouted.
"It was never a wound until you gouged it." Hank turned to look at her.
AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! They heard the howling in the forest, "The werewolf?" Jack glared at the trees.
"No, I need to return to my wife." Hank said, "She's alone at the lodge."
"You don't fear the beast's attacks?" Jack asked, staring at him.
Aella stared at Jack and then looked at Hank, remembering how he threw the griffon. "He can handle himself." She said, watching him leave.
"Let's hurry to the tavern," Aella said, carrying Arad.
