[ Danger is a swift teacher. She's not wrong, and while Aegis would like to hope that this experience will be enough to prevent the mortal from ever wandering into these woods again, he isn't about to bargain with someone's life simply to teach them a lesson.

The demigods make for a troubling fight even for them. A human would never stand a chance.

He continues on, pleased that she's decided to come with him, though he doesn't exactly show it save for by making space for her on this cramped trail — if it could even be called that. The Witchwood is not so easily tamed, and he finds himself having to duck under a tree trunk or hack away at overgrown plant life every few steps. ]

I come when I can — there's no telling when a new demigod might be made. I try to ensure they don't make it out of these woods.

[ She's not troubled at all with keeping up with him, though, and so he does pause for a moment to glance back to her. ]

It seems as if you might as well.

[ In that case, it's fortuitous that they've come across each other.

But then, before either of them can say anything more, a loud cry echoes through the wood, reverberating off the trees. ]