The smell of burnt flesh and the familiar odor of rotting flesh are the first things that strike the narrator as he walks outside. He smells the mana of the forest and the burnt body of the young master. He realizes that the mana is different from the body and that the two are enemies. He wonders if they are planning on hiding or if young master is just an ordinary person who can't keep up with the speed of the enemy's body. The narrator wonders if the old woman is the reason that his daughter was killed. He then wonders if there is a limit to how much mana a parent can give to his or her child. If both parents have the same amount of mana then all of their children are born the same.