Laz stopped briefly to see how many were chasing him and where they were coming from. He also took a moment to check out his wounds, pulling out some cloth strips from his pouch to bind them up so that they would leave a blood trail. As he was doing so, he noticed, strangely, that no one had followed him in.
'What the hell?' It didn't make sense that they wouldn't even try to come, despite knowing how fast he could run. It was obvious that based on the blood splatter from where he got shot that he was injured and that would indicate that this was the best time to pursue him. Despite that, he was able to use his sense and tell that all of the cars and various agents and police were just spreading out down the road, as though waiting for him to come back.
Laz couldn't help but be confused.
Laz also noticed that Tyr, who had been hiding on his back, had rushed to his shoulder, as though sensing the threat was over.
