Home?

He had never been here before, yet everything here looked exactly like the Cloud Clan Grounds.

The mist had completely dispersed, and everything around him became clear. Only then did Torikaze realize that he was truly standing in a valley.

A ring of mountains surrounded the place. They were neither too high nor too low, allowing sunlight to shine in perfectly.

On closer inspection, the peaks seemed to have been carved away, with many bare patches exposed.

"What the hell? What is this place?"

Torikaze did not know whether he was asking himself or the system, but no one answered him.

His puzzled voice echoed through the valley, ethereal and hollow.

Since no one would answer, he could only explore on his own. The courtyard, however, was far too cluttered.

Weeds and fallen leaves alone carpeted the entire courtyard. The place was roughly the same size as the Cloud Clan Grounds; if it were fully occupied, it could probably house over a hundred people.

Still, Torikaze guessed this was the private residence of some Windcloud Clan ancestor, perhaps a vacation home.

He had no idea why the system had led him here.

But no matter what, if he wanted to explore, he first had to clean up.

He pointed a finger at the ground, and flames emerged from his fingertips, spreading across the earth.

The weeds and fallen leaves were highly flammable. In almost an instant, a raging fire spread throughout the entire courtyard.

Yet under Torikaze's control, the flames merely cleared away the debris and damaged nothing else.

In just one minute, all the clutter had burned to ashes, leaving only black soot across the courtyard.

That could be dealt with easily using a small Cloud Orb.

Once the entire courtyard had been cleaned, Torikaze finally took his first