"Geez, you weren't kidding when you said there were many." I step over another body.

They've all been ripped to shreds. I don't know how to describe this madness. It's freaky. I bite my lip. They look like stone. They look like those things in horror movies. Robin Goodfellow has seen many corpses and created many, however, I haven't seen any looking like this. It's really hard to describe. The corpses were dried like prunes. These look worse than Egyptian Mummies. I have seen those before, many times. I've even carved my way into the Egyptian Myths, though it wasn't really a good myth.

"Who or what could've done this?" Nyx asks.

"Ding! Ding! We have the million-dollar question." I announce. 

"Not to quote Goodfellow, but yes, we need to find that very answer." Ash says.

"Not sure if you notice but it's not like any of these left a cellphone number." I chuckle.

Hang on... an idea lights up in my head.

"That's actually not the worst idea I have." I start moving forward.

"What?" Nyx looks at me.

"Puck, you have something?" Ash calls.

"Of course I have something. Haven't you met the infamous Robin Goodfellow?" I ask.

"Puck, just hurry up, will you?" Ash asks.

"Okay, okay." I move my hand over a body.

I summon the glamour in me. I summon my magic. I see the body starting to sparkle. Okay, let's see a vivid image of what kind of creature could have done this. It's a simple kind of tracking spell. However, it did take me quite long to learn this. I had to unearth some disgusting new types of magic and rather disgusting ways to move the body. Come on Puck, focus.