With a bright flash of milky gold, Seth's frame appeared within the safe residence, this time alone.
Pounding softly on the side of his neck in an attempt to banish a lingering dull ache, he reached for the door and opened it.
The safe residence area was just a bunch of small buildings aligned in arranged clusters, and Seth and crew just happened to rent a residence at the forefront of the cluster.
Which made exiting the residence area very easy, but Seth noticed something off as he walked down the streets.
His gaze narrowed and his ears twitched as hushed whispers from the surroundings evolved. Most avoided eye contact, but when he walked past he could clearly feel them gazing his way.
Figures of evolvers in his path went stiff when they caught a glimpse of him and swiftly made way.
Seth raised his brows in realization. It seems word of our clash with the Treants yesterday has spread.
