— Oh, gods, what a hole—Kaira muttered when we left the welcoming ship. — We have much…—Oh, enough already—Ilmatā r said, wincing. — You have only villages there, and this is a big city, so stop talking nonsense. Yes, during my absence the slums didn’t change much: poverty and ruin. Besides, our enemy also went through here—there were plenty of burned-down houses. Still, it was possible to loot only small shopfronts of traders; there was nothing else to take—not local ragtag people, they have nothing themselves. Apparently, they just set fire to everything they could and then sailed away. Also, there are many stone buildings here, so the fire had nowhere to properly spread.