“Tromping through the town might attract things too.” He pointed out, but it really was the best option. A deep breath, steeling himself and moving off down the path. Trunks was keeping his eyes open, and his footsteps light. Especially if he had someone with him.

The forest itself wasn't very welcoming either, and the atmosphere just felt too strange. He felt constantly like someone was watching him, beyond just his companion. “You ever dealt with anything like this before?”