When the smoke cleared squall looked around and found that the man and the duck were gone. He buried his face in his palm, Well seems like my only lead is now gone. He sheathed his gun-blade and stared upwards into the trees, Well, not much I can do here. He thought as he started walking off. He looked around to see if anyone else was around, Just trees and shrubs. He sighed as he sat down on the ground.