Inside the Desolate Crow Clan, Lilith and Uncle Jorn walked together down the streets filled with rubbles from the damaged buildings nearby.
The clansmen did their best to clear out the rubbles and clean up the clan before proceeding with repairs to make it habitable again.
Despite Leon's efforts to move out the rat carcasses with his earthen ability, quite a few were missed and remained inside the clan.
Uncle Jorn quietly observed the clansmen carry the bodies outside before he suddenly furrowed his brows.
"Strange…"
"What is, Uncle Jorn?"
Lilith glanced at her Uncle Jorn, who appeared to be puzzled by some sudden discovery, and waited patiently for him to start explaining.
After a slight delay, Uncle Jorn said, "The rat carcasses are still pungent as you would expect them to be, but their smell hasn't pervaded the entire clan. Air does not seem to be as stuffy as before…"