[Complaining is permissible so long as it doesn't get in the way of his capabilities. Especially if it'll help him cope.
As they press onward, Munakata notices that he'll spot something large and dark from the corner of his eye, but it's gone the moment he turns his attention to it. The scent of blood is stronger still, mixed with death and decay in the chilling wind.
The foul odor seems to be coming from a nearby residence surrounded by a concrete wall. The metal front gate... appears to have been eaten through by tiny creatures rather than torn down by anything large. Beyond that is a tiny yard filled with dying plants and trees. The house's door swings back and forth with the wind.
Sure, it's private property... but whatever's in there could be a serious threat.]
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As they press onward, Munakata notices that he'll spot something large and dark from the corner of his eye, but it's gone the moment he turns his attention to it. The scent of blood is stronger still, mixed with death and decay in the chilling wind.
The foul odor seems to be coming from a nearby residence surrounded by a concrete wall. The metal front gate... appears to have been eaten through by tiny creatures rather than torn down by anything large. Beyond that is a tiny yard filled with dying plants and trees. The house's door swings back and forth with the wind.
Sure, it's private property... but whatever's in there could be a serious threat.]
Shall we find out?