[Yamanbagiri quickly raise his cloak to cover his face, once he realise the crow's body exploded. And listens.
After a moment, he lowers his hand, letting go of the tattered cloth to see... nothing. Nothing is left behind, as much as he can see.]
It's... [Over. Once he thought of that, exhaustion comes crawling up to him. Yamanbagiri rest his hands on his knees, panting when he finally feels tiredness hitting him. Tired, but also a sense of relief.]
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After a moment, he lowers his hand, letting go of the tattered cloth to see... nothing. Nothing is left behind, as much as he can see.]
It's... [Over. Once he thought of that, exhaustion comes crawling up to him. Yamanbagiri rest his hands on his knees, panting when he finally feels tiredness hitting him. Tired, but also a sense of relief.]