No.

“Uncle, stop trying to protect me. I can do this, and you can't go anywhere.” Ash grumbled, crossing her arms beneath her huge tits, causing them to balloon upward.

“Fine.” He grumbled, laying back down.

Wicked smiled softly. “I will look around town, to see if I can learn more, after grumpy goes to bed.” The dark elf teased the older man, causing him to frown annoyed.

Heading out of town, she spent the better part of an hour locating the tracks of the five men, that went south, to find Barton. The trek was long, and darkness took the gloomy forest, before she finally found the cave they had entered. Glancing over the tracks near the entrance, she could see others had come and gone through this place as well. Ducking low, the nimble redhead slipped into the dark cavern, trying to keep out of sight, in case trouble awaited her.

Heading deep into the cave, even her eyes began to fail to see in the dark tunnel, until finally she got a glint of light up ahead. Continuing slow and quiet, she crept up near a small cavern, where three armed soldiers with red masks were sitting around a campfire. All of them had short sword at their hips, and one was holding a bow idly. They were clearly part of the Crimson Legion.