Snippet #2365407

Matthew was crouched up on a tree branch, watching the situation. He had been heading to town and - had all gone as planned - he would have been in there when it exploded. He had missed death because he had overslept in one of the few occasions he had actually gotten sleep. However, he banished that thought from his mind the moment he sensed urgency and tenseness in the air. Looking down from the branch, he got a grasp of the general surroundings - and saw three parties which confused the heck out of him. His first instinct was to run, but as he listened to the conversation it was clear that it was not him they were searching for, but for the perpetrator of this explosion.

As if that was any consolation to him.

Staying on top of the branch, he crouched and continued to listen. If any of these people around him at the moment turned out to be from the Shikaku, well, he'll have a chance to rampage again. To that end, he quietly equipped his brass knuckles, ready in case a battle broke out and Shikaku appeared.