The sound of the wind outside grew louder, whistling through the air.
Bright yellow flames crackled in the fire basin, with smoke swirling around.
Cyber sat in front of the basin, curiously examining the burning materials inside. They appeared to be some kind of monster's stripped-off fat, giving off a strange odor as they burned.
He then shifted his gaze around, taking in the sight of a house that, despite being decrepit, was meticulously kept. Yet, the walls were stained with grimy, oily filth, detracting from its cleanliness.
The walls of the house were adorned with shelves, crammed with various assorted items. Cyber could vaguely recognize some tools and decorations with a clear elven style, along with a number of darkened bones and jars containing unknown substances.
