Over time I have learned to love this place as my home, I have grown fond of that little boy and his friends. Of course, at the beginning it was difficult mainly because I was an enemy and also because I had returned from the realm of the dead to warn them of a new impending war. Nobody wanted to believe me at first but I managed to convince them. There would be too much to tell. And I don't have much time.
I trained with them every day. At first I had reincarnated as a fox and it was difficult for me to communicate with them, then the spirits gave me a new body similar to the one I had in life plus some very useful supernatural powers such as levitation of objects, the I fly with wings, the ultravision with which I can see through objects up to 1000 mere and in addition they also gave me a book to be able to move anywhere at any time and to know the strange creatures that secretly populate our world.
The city was beautiful, houses a little rough but bright. The war had passed from there, it was clear, but everything seemed joyful and bright. People were happy even if poor. That happiness had to be protected. Each day we took turns to scout the perimeter of the city to report anything suspicious and then the routine training began. Each team was made up of 8 people and mine too, each of us had to control a different area: east, north-east, north, north-west, west, south-west, south, south-east.
I headed to the place assigned to me that day and began the patrol.
Trees, dirt, grass ... in short, nothing strange. Then suddenly a house, a small rough stone house with a pointed roof well hidden by trees and bushes. Only me with my ultravision could have seen it. Or perhaps a little more careful eye.
I decided to go check it out.