(Verc's POV)
'What the hell happened here?'
I asked that question in my head as I walked slowly toward the center of the ruined village. I kept a firm grip on Bong's leash with my left hand, while Onyx remained tucked against my right arm. The little guy was unusually quiet, his nose twitching as he took in the heavy scents of the area.
I looked around with a grim expression as I stepped under a burnt wooden arch that seemed to have been the main entrance of the village at some point. The wood was charred black, and thin trails of smoke were still rising from the heavier beams nearby. The evidence of the fire was very recent.
'A few days had passed at most.'
I thought to myself as I looked down at the dirt road. I could see several dark, crusty traces of dry blood staining the ground.
But still, even though it was obvious that a total massacre had happened here, I noticed something that didn't make sense. I couldn't see any corpses.
