...Alright, that's fair. [In a way, Dixon almost wants to believe it was a robot. He's always preferred sci-fi to fantasy, and he's read enough comic books about robots that he envisions himself as being able to make sense of a scenario like that.]

But it weren't a robot. It was flesh and blood. [He grabs the edge of his jacket and pulls it away from him to spread out the fabric, so Shuichi can see the large splatter of dried blood under the fresh raccoon blood.] That's from one of them. I guarantee it's real blood.

[He pauses their ascent for a moment and points at something in the far treeline.] That over there's the temple. You can see it if you squint.