It was total chaos. The outlaws, the elite members, saw the level of the battle and ran, but one or two of them got caught in the onslaught of the fire wave that Atrox first sent.
But ultimately, they hid, trying to find ways to get out of the building. They were outlaws, after all, and their individual survival was more important than anyone else's.
Tiber ignored them as he kept his essence senses high in case of an attack from the side. Then he changed form. The first ruin hunt had taught him what his future fighting capability would be like.
He would have to prepare and digest a good nightmare in case of any major battles. And for the past few weeks, he did just that. He searched for and found a human who had been traumatized by something so bad he was known as a madman.
