I looked over at the four arguing with each other... I knew I couldn't do anything to calm them down... but... those three could be injured, I mean... did the bus driver get off in time? If he didn't, there's a great chance he could have gotten hurt, and the two that were fighting were definitely injured horribly. I rushed downstairs, dragging my luggage behind me, my unstrung bow grasped in my free hand, and my archery bag slung around my shoulder, still open. I tried to ascertain the condition of the two women that had transformed and the bus driver.