While falling to the ground, a thought appeared in his mind, 'So, the shaman had some type of ability that made other turns mad. But why didn't the spell work on me?'
Before he could ponder over this and find the solution to the question, he found that he had landed in the middle of hundreds of monsters, and the process of them turning into nothing but a host of madness was almost complete.
"Roarrrr!!"
As the process was at its end, the roar of the monsters began to increase at an alarming rate. However, the roar didn't have a single effect on Dhruv and he stood still, waiting for them to finish what they were doing.
After all, it was a basic courtesy to let them finish their power-up before killing them.
With this newfound courtesy, Dhruv began to wait. In his hand was his trusted weapon. He was still equipped with [Bloodrage], and he planned to continue using it until the end of this battle.