Ardeel recoils, gaining slight air from the ground in a fearful leap as the trees fell with a crash.
"Holy smokes!!" he shouts at the near top of his lungs. Looks like he ran out of time to feel sorry for himself. Timely, too, as things were about to take a turn for the worse.
"Well, would you look at that, boys! Fortune's been kind to us, huh?" a sinister voice interjects. Two other voices can be heard cackling amid the stronger voice's words. Ardeel scrambles around at the faint, yet potent sounds of their voices. No...this had to be some sort of joke? This was absolutely the worst timing possible.