They glanced at him before snorting,
"Whatever, there haven't been many chances to join something like this."
One by one they left the tree, approaching the beast's battle. It was just that last individual, calmly watching and thinking. He rubbed his chin, still pondering over what had happened to the Cloud Leopard.
During this, the others had long joined the fray against the beasts, happily fighting away. Perhaps it seemed better that those beasts were already injured but beasts are beasts. The more dire their situation, the more savage they will become, especially if they feel cornered.
Soon enough it slowly moved into a stalemate.
But after a while, the last beastman stood up and stretched.
"Whatever the case, I can just question the expedition team later. Let's just finish this up and deal with them."
There was a smile on his face before baring his fangs and claws, leaving his spot to fight.
