After giving both Hal and Vera time to refuel and get some rest, the trio made their way down the building housing their temporary camp.
Along the way, the two told Valyr about the few quirks they began to notice among the feral humans, prompting the latter to perk up his ears as they began to head a bit deeper into the city ruins.
"The quirk doesn't really matter that much as to whether it affects killing efficiency or not," said Hal with a slight shrug. "However, when I realized what was going on, it reminded me of the primitive humans we fought against back at the quadrants."
Hearing those words, Valyr raised his eyebrow in curiosity. "I'm assuming these feral humans have various fighting styles, then?"
"They do." Vera nodded. "But that's all it extends to. Whether or not they use magic or physical attacks in combat doesn't affect the way you kill them unlike the primitive humanoids."
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