The walk was shorter than Phisto had expected - only an hour of uneventful walking. During this period, Junior filled them in on what, exactly, he wanted them for. Apparently, his village had held its own even during the fiercest parts of the human-monster war. Even after being destroyed by a malevolent Elder Dragon, the villagers had simply rebuilt and got on with their lives. But now, the war was raging fiercer than ever, and the village, for the first time ever, was struggling to hold on. Moga Village was tiny. The Great Jaggi howled again, and the pack charged.