"Sure, why not!"

It seems like what or whoever did this was following a path. There are a couple of areas of more widespread destruction, including some buildings that seem like they were specifically targeted, often on the larger side, but otherwise it looks like they were going somewhere in particular.

"No plant at all, in this town. Just the windmills."

"Not a one. This... looks like it was someone with a grudge of some kind. Local who came back and took vengeance or something?"

"Pretty strong local, if so."

"And very, very big. Like, I could have done that, probably," she points at an imprint that looks like it was made by a large fist, "but I'm not that tall."

"Yeah."

The trail does, eventually, lead them somewhere: one house, not entirely destroyed but pretty interestingly so. The front wall seems like it crumbled from something or someone trying to get in and being far, far too large and durable to do so. They seem to then have tried to go through some other doors in there, specific ones, which greatly compromised the support of most of the house and brought the ceiling down in some places. But other places are relatively unscathed, so they found whatever they were looking for and then left.

They didn't stop at this building, as there's more destruction on ahead, but this seems like a pretty special place, relative to the rest of the destruction.

...Zash does not like this. At all. Into the house he goes.

"Zash, do we really want to poke the nest...?"

"Yes. If there's something here and poking it makes it violent I'd rather we be the ones to poke it than people less able to defend themselves."

She gives a heavy sigh, then does in fact unwrap her gun and head in after him.

"Fiiiiine."

Zash tries to be careful and slow; if whatever caused all this damage is here, he doesn't want to rush and accidentally provoke it/them. He starts examining the room itself for any clues to anything.

Morgan has a significantly harder time being sneaky, what with her gigantic laser gun, but she does her best. And, if nothing else, she's an extra set of hands to rifle through stuff.

There's a book, there, a Bible of the Church of Plants.

There's a picture under it which floats down to the floor as she disturbs it. It's an old picture, as old as everything else, the edges fraying, and one of its subjects is much much older than the settlement. Zash's grin is wide and happy and he's holding a baby with a big scar on its face, looking for all the world like a proud parent even though obviously the baby is not his.

Ah. Well. That does explain his weirdness around here, doesn't it.

It does not, however, bode well that this house with this picture of a person connected to Zash is the source of the probable nest of whatever monster-thing tore through this town.

She pockets the picture, because Zash might want it later. Or, uh, not. She's not sure.

Zash walks into the next room.

"ZASH THE STAMPEDE!"

He bolts out of the room followed by a towering hulk of muscle, some eleven feet tall, metal plates covering much of his skin and a strange mask/helmet covering the entirety of his head and projecting a strange holographic skull-like face onto a glass panel in front. Each of his arms is encased in a frankly insane gun even by Morgan's standards, and even as he chases after Zash and causes rather a lot of destruction he also shoots at a gatling gun pace.

Morgan carefully gets herself out of the path of destruction, and watches.

"Hey so I think he knows you!" calls Morgan, helpfully.

"Yeah I got that!"

"ZASH THE STAMPEDE!" the hulk repeats, his voice distorted and robotic through the mask as he runs after Zash into the distance.

Man, he is really hung up on Zash in particular, isn't he?

"I'm going to see if he'll pick a target besides you! Yooooohoooo, big guy!"

She rushes out onto the street and aims her gigantic gun. It's not a hard target, he is rather large. For Zash's delicate sensibilities, her lasers are on the lowest setting. They hurt and cause approximately a mild sunburn, but are not mortal without a whole lot of effort. Will painful laser blasts get the big guy to focus his anger on someone else?

He stops and turns around to look but when Morgan turns out to very definitely not be Zash the Stampede he resumes his chase... and stops again when he can't immediately find Zash.

(Because he hid behind a box.)