Davis panned his gaze, wondering if he had missed anything.
"Let's take a look around." He said and headed into the village.
Fairy Thunderblaze silently followed, her eyes tracing the cracked stone path that once might've been the heart of the settlement. The air here was thick with ghostly yin and blood energy.
Dilapidated houses leaned on each other, their wooden beams half-eaten by time and corrosion, and some outright destroyed, with blood tracks all over the place. Fragments of foreign spirit sigils shimmered faintly on broken doorframes, denoting their powerful existence once. Some appeared as circles of faded light, others as fractured talismans that no longer held power.
'This must be a human-spirit settlement…'
