Ajax shrugged. "Pooled blood and some weird dripping noise? Yeah I'm taking that. I've yet to go wrong by following trails of carnage, which, says terrible things about my life. Give me a shout if you need a hand". And with that, Ajax casually walked down the right path. Secure of his own invulnerability and strength, which he had rightfully earned, he had no guard up and wasn't particularly alert for any enemy presence, basically expecting whatever it was he was hunting to try to kill him so he could do kill it instead.