After being accustomed to the hustle and bustle of Carterburg, walking through a deserted city gave Malin a sense of absurdity.
Animals, Spirits seemed to be the owners of this city, occasionally, one could see hordes of giant rats scurrying by, and in their wake, the predators.
Sometimes, the predators noticed Malin, but it had been so long since humans inhabited this city that some of the newer generations hadn't even seen humans before, hence they either withdrew in suspicion or... simply launched an attack.
Malin, retreating, paid them no heed, but those who attacked—after Malin shot a few with arrows and chopped off their heads—these dog-like Spirits retreated in mourning upon seeing the heads of their kind.
