There was nothing scarier in the Nexus Era than finding oneself in the middle of a Humanoid Horde. It's a situation wherein life and death are dependent on your luck and skills. With a huge amount of Humanoids attacking, it's quite unlikely that there would be escape routes. That's why death would only await if one is not proficient in combat.
And yet, Scar found himself in the middle of a horde as soon as he woke up.
Where am I? Where's everyone?! Scar was slightly agitated as soon as he found out.
For some odd reason, he knew that he suffered countless critical injuries last time, and yet, there were no signs of them whatsoever. After assessing his position, Scar immediately took up a fighting stance. He was relieved that he woke up but now he had to fight again.
There's just no rest for me, I guess. Scar sighed.
