When Gwazi woke up it was bright as day, expect with no sun due to being underground with glowing mushrooms. Yawning from still being tired he slowly sat up, lying his back against the trunk of the glowing mushroom he was sleeping under. For such a chaotic and barbaric world with so many deadly roleplay adaptations it was surprising how easy and safe it was to just sleep in the open like this. Or maybe he was just lucky? He thought about it briefly while packing up his stuff for nothing more than to occupy his head with something, but right when he was finishing he could hear a high, loud yet quick scream. That normally meant some sort of trouble, so he grabbed his sword and began to wander in the direction of the scream. 

[i]"Those combat RPs definitely have their uses now"[/i] he thought to himself in regards to the sword he had. If he were back in the real world he'd be completely hopeless in a fight, but in this world? He was rather skilled at it, if for nothing more than that many of his characters were. [i]"Shame I couldn't get those magical powers too... Air, Electric and Fire manipulation, Shapeshifting, Super Strength? Something at least"[/i] he continued to think to himself while heading towards the noise. Then again, maybe he did have those powers but just had to unlock them? Because he could entertain that thought further he noticed what the source of the noise was, two girls had apparently gained the attention of some... What was that? It looked like a rat, but huge... and had parts resembling bug. [i]"I'll just call it a bug rat"[/i] he thought to himself while observing the situation from a safe distance. He had no way to really tell who the girls were, who if they were the victims or the harassers yet. So not wanting to attack a potentially innocent party he chose to wait, he climbed up the nearest mushroom and watched from above. His plan being to jump down on whoever exposed themselves to be the guilty party, assuming this conflict was going to lead to violence in the first place that is.