It all descended into insanity very quickly to Kaygo.
He sat there quietly observing the violence occur before him. He attempted to focus the lenses of his binoculars in order to get a clearer picture of the action happening in the town. As he crouched in the shrubbery, he zoomed in slowly, and just as he finally was able to properly focus the spectacles, his vision was obstructed by a blue-gray blur of motion heading directly towards him. His training served him well as he was able to react in time, tearing the binoculars away safely, and smoothly diving back and into a roll, resuming position in a snap.
The first thing he noticed was a pair of eyes staring directly back into his own.
His eyes widened, shocked, as he analyzed the being in front of him; it was humanoid, perhaps even human, though not any kind of race known to him. It was one of the beings that had been engaged in dire combat only moments before. The thought clicked in Kaygo's head, and hoping to keep his existence quiet for at least a brief moment longer, he held a finger up to his lips, making a quiet "shush" sound, while very, very carefully and slowly backing away into the bush, and shouldering his rifle in the least threatening way he could imagine possible. He would defend his life, but had no wish to put himself in danger without some decent reason.