Clovis entered the ordinary house while saying with a nostalgic face, "To think that I would be returning to this place. Please come in."
Clovis invited them all in as he opened the door. Even though it had been years since he last lived in this house, he still remembered everything vividly.
Once opening the door, he would find the small couch for guests. However, what was left was a half-destroyed wall and a bitten sofa.
When he walked in further, he would find the living room for family and kitchen with an open space concept. It wasn't small, but it felt cozy and warm in the past.
On the left of this room was actually their training room, but all of it had been completely destroyed. That room was where he first held his weapons.
"You guys can go around as you like. I don't think there is anything left behind. I'll just check that room." Clovis pointed at the door right at the end of a small corridor. It was my parents' room.