The Sentinels revenge is in the creator's hands

The dark little scuttling creature had no place in their mother's forest. Ford protected his family first, and that included their legacy. The ashen field of withered trees and sad, dark images was still a part of who they were, and he would not allow for someone of that nature to prowl among the depression. It seemed that the dark thing thought the same, for she turned just as quickly as she had come and fled into the shadows. Ford watched as his brother moved to ensure that she had truly vanished from the Sentinels. Once he had returned back, the two made their way toward the shore and the sound of crashing waves.