Strange Bugs [Bonus for the Gifts]

As soon as Magna followed Renna out of the tent, he faltered as a strong smell reached his nose.

It was a heavy metallic smell. If he had to name it, he would say blood.

The Underworld's air was already heavy, dry, hot, and unpleasant, but at least it hadn't smelled like this a few hours ago.

He wanted to ask Renna about it, but she was already hurrying ahead.

Figuring he would find out eventually, he followed her.

The 40 Witches and Shadows from the attack and defense units had already gathered to wait for them. The others, they soon learned, were at the farms trying to put out the fires that had suddenly started.

Renna looked over the group before turning to the Witch responsible for reports. "Do we still have any scouts outside?"

Shadows were always assigned to patrol the surrounding area, watching for threats so they could warn the camp before anything got too close.