After the figure disappears some people look to be going about their business. The boys mother is crying and being comforted by her friends.
Shameus looks distraught. “That poor boy, death to that figure, did anyone see what it looked like?”
A human male with short blond hair and blue eyes comes out of the dark forest dressed in a suit, he steps onto a plat form and begins to speak loudly. “I have just heard of the events that transpired here only a few minutes ago, this is not right, it shall not stand and we shall get the boy back. Those of you too mentally of physically weak to fight please go to sit in the tent, it is okay, there is no shame in not fighting. Those with the fortitude, skill and stregnth to fight please follow me to my tent in the dark forest.”