Colorado Mountain Range.
Morrigan quickly found the temporary campsite of the Beastmen.
"Look, they were here recently…The ashes in the bonfire are still warm. They couldn't have left more than half a day ago." Morrigan took some ashes out and then picked up a broken bone with meat on it.
"Look, this is the thigh of a goat. There's blood on it; it's not cooked at all. The Beastmen shattered the bone with their teeth…I bet these barbarians can bite my arm off!"
Felina couldn't stand his overreaction. "Any Warrior can do that," she said in annoyance. "I need to know where they are right now."
"Don't worry, don't worry." Morrigan was still wandering around the simple campsite. As he wandered, he said, "Pursuing is detailed work. Not only do we need to know where they went, but we also need to know how many there are and how powerful they are."
