Killing parasites

Velian cautiously stepped into the unfamiliar village, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of distress or chaos.

To his relief, the village appeared to be untouched, its streets bustling with people going about their daily routines. The scent of freshly cooked meat filled the air, mingling with the laughter and chatter of the villagers.

As he took a deep breath, Velian couldn't help but let out a sigh, his tension easing away. Relief washed over him, knowing that nothing disastrous had befallen this peaceful place. He moved further into the heart of the village, curious to learn more about its residents and their way of life.

Noticing a group of villagers gathered near a cosy tavern, Velian approached, hoping to strike up a conversation. A kindly old man with a weathered face and a twinkle in his eyes noticed his arrival and greeted him warmly.