"There is blood!"
Three or five people's blood was left behind, and the blood had not yet coagulated or dried in the air. *Whoosh, whoosh*, the wind and sand swept in, kicking up a sky full of yellow dust. In the blink of an eye, the village was covered in a layer of yellow garments.
Footprints were covered up, and traces were swallowed by the sand. The timing could not have been more coincidental; it gave them time to discover the clues, but gave them no clues to track.
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