Fighting more monsters seemed like it was going to be another bore. James knew he was good at it, mostly because he was a monster himself, but the danger of it was wearing off and that gave him new frights. He knew fighting monsters was dangerous, and facing new enemies doubled that danger, but he was getting used to it. Keeping a keen and wary edge, was the key to winning and he was losing his. Besides the mystery behind new magic or technology intrigued him more. 

The tracker seemed like he was rather capable. The true test would be if he found the beast, then he could be labeled a good tracker. James wondered if his new teammates were very capable as well. Now would be the time to see all of their skills.