Seth narrowed his eyes behind the darkness of his hood as he watched the white robed man scuttle between his bowing army and the stun figures. To him, the man was being incredibly obviously, practically running through the battlefield and thinking that he was being stealthy just because he was crouching.
But it seemed to be working for him regardless, as none noticed him even when he nearly bumped into a few of them. He had no idea what the man was doing, nor did he have the capacity to care right now.
Seeing the state Astra was left in nearly drove him over the edge once more, but he quickly reigned in that bubbling anger. The fact that his feral side was not a cause of some curse of his blood, and was in fact just his own anger, made it even more obvious he had to control his rage.
But it was easier said than done, especially when you were seeing your girlfriend bleeding out in front of him.
