"Haa….Yes this is it."
Exiting the blacksmith room for the first time in nine days, he felt relieved. The relaxation of his muscles under the wind that blew over him left him feeling fulfilled.
"Eh?" The wind was touch every part of his body, fine. However it felt weird, then looking at himself, he didn't find any clothes on. Even though, he didn't even touch the fire, he had to change his clothes every day.
They had all melted in strange places he couldn't explain and this was no different. His head then snapped around him and sighed in relief.
Most people had already been moved to the other camp, so nobody saw the melted places in his clothes.
'I need a shower.' Without wasting time, he ran to his building. He didn't pass the gate; in case anyone was still present. Reaching the now familiar bedroom, he took of his clothes and went to the bathroom.
"Mmm…" he moaned as his body slid in the bath tub.
