Lining the morning horizon for the gang wanted for the death of Lamium was what from afar seemed like small hills. As they got closer and closer it became more evident that they were not hills, but rather teepees. It surprised the majority of them aside from Gallows.

"That's Wyng. I hear a group that broke away from Baskar called Ealin live there." He remarks sounding wise beyond his years.

Virginia looked on with mild interest. "Ealin? I think I've heard of them before."

"I doubt it. They like to keep to themselves more than Jet does." Gallows quips. Jet ignores it.

"The Ealin are said to be just a branch of Baskar right? Except they believe rather that the guardians exist, but they do not see life in the planet. Which goes against the theory that Filgaia is one living being." Clive reported.

"Let's not bother learning about this place. We're not stopping." Jet interjected.

"I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but we need food, and they have that much, so..." Virginia left it hanging.

It was only a matter of time that they were being welcomed graciously by the inhabitants of Wyng. They liked outsiders here for some strange reason. Jet stares into a pot of something while the others went on a tour he decided against. He is tapped on the shoulder and nearly falls into the boiling pot.

"I'm sorry." The young man younger than him replied. Jet looked to the young boy who was only a foot shorter than he be, and who wore a light brown poncho with his medium-long raven head of hair.

He calmed down and gave the boy a growl. "I shouldn't be wasting my time snooping anyway." He said with a neutral voice. "What?" He asked watching the boy's stare.

"I'm Raven."

He stared and Jet stared. "I'm...Jet."

"Hey!" The boy said with excitement. "I saw this really cool thing nearby. I wanna show you it. Would you mind?"

"What do I gotta do?"

"Get rid of that attitude is what." The boy replied. "We'll have a lot of fun. Trust me." Jet allows the boy to pull him off and away.

By night the group had all returned to the ship for bed. Jet was evasive and would not tell anyone what happened that day. He had fun playing around with a kid. They poked at a dead monster's body as well as tinker around with some strange blocks they found. Turned out to be a missing Millennium Puzzle and that led to a good two hours of frustration.

The night was just too quiet though. A voice was heard that no one else did. A loud shriek in the night of a dying man never to be heard of again. A shadow of a beast looming around the area afterwards.

"What did you say happened?" Clive questioned eagerly to a villager the next morning.

"One of the villagers died last night." The man replied.

"Murder?" Gallows wondered. The man nodded.

"From what I saw it was by something that wasn't human." Emilia replied as she and Jet showed up.

"It looked to me that it was human who killed." Jet said in protest.

"So...what?" Virginia wondered. "Are we thinking a man-beast now? Has this sort of thing happened before?"

"For the past few years...though, it had only been animal or monster until now." The villager replied. "We call it...the Manitou."

Virginia blinked. "Can't say I ever heard of it?"

"I'm sure we can find someone who has." Clive replied. Jet's eyes went to the side. While the rest were not looking he joined Raven on the side. Raven has said he saw a treasure box and the two were off in pursuit of that this day.

The rest of them wound up in the teepee of an old man with wrinkles on his face. A fire between them. The old man looked to them. "The Manitou...is a half man, half beast. Coming and going only by night." He informed them. "An old legend may shed light upon this situation:

Long ago...a man went hunting as he had done everyday. However, on this day he came across a wolf of the west and his kin. Being the naïve man he was there was an attempt made to capture one. He was capable of killing one of the wolf's kin. In response the wolf placed a curse on that man. By night the wolf he slay awakes, and he will do the same as he had done on the wolf's kin...but rather to his own kin. A curse that will transcend time and offspring."

Gallows blinked. "Wow...That's some story." He admitted. "I mean...leprechauns."

Everyone looks at him vacantly. Leprechauns? Virginia cleared her throat. "So...then this thing must have been the one that killed last night. Well, rather the offspring of that man."

"'Tis only a legend young child." The old man replied. "One existing farfetched."

"Still...we have a tendency to run into something that was thought of unreal...that was real." Emilia noted.

"It must be fun to travel the world." Raven stated as Jet looked in the chest. Only empty bottles. It was still exciting being in this tomb outside of town anyway following the rolling stone and spear traps. "Do you meet interesting people?" Raven wondered.

"You could...say that."

Raven looks away dreamily. "I'd love to do that someday. Be involved in one adventure or another."

"Good luck. There may be some places I don't even know about."

"That's why I want to do that though. Go somewhere no one else has been."