Volgya gathers a number of muddy rocks and puts them into his bag. Another squeal, quieter this time, but closer, is uttered, before only the sound of the birds and the wind in the trees is heard.
Then, behind him, Volgya suddenly hears footsteps, and turns quickly to see Aǹni there, wielding the bronze axe. "Ye left this behind," she says in a hushed tone, flipping the axe over, and grabbing it by the back of he axehead, holding the handle out for Volgya to grasp.