Every ripple conformed to a signal, a message of sorts the scouts used to transmit and receive messages. They were all Harmonisers attuned to the water element, able to use Water Qi perception. It was currently raining, creating a layer of water over the floor they walked on. Finally, it was easy creating ripples on the water.

They made use of this to communicate. It wasn't as if they had established it on the fly, but had been practicing the method since young. Only in such a way could they perform it without any errors. After all, they were birthed and nurtured with the intentions to be trained into scouts.

The scouts made a beeline towards the centre of the settlement. The settlement housed around 20,000-30,000 people, so it wasn't overly large. After a quick walk, the scouts arrived at the centre of the settlement where the houses had two storeys, and each occupied a large land. It was where the Harmonisers from the Burkurel Ju Clan—in charge of their western settlement—lived.

The leader gazed at the layout of the house Re'Kha had taken refuge within, moving his right leg once diagonally to his right, noticing a scout move in the direction and unleash his Pranic Avatar, making it scale to the roof of a nearby building.

The roof of every house was sloped, covered with tiles to make the rain flow down without stagnating in place. When the Nerou summoned by the scout walked on it, small cracks formed due to its weight. The scout, on the other hand, stood on the ground, his back facing the wall of the house his respective Pranic Avatar stood upon.

This way, even if he moved to his back involuntarily, he would only come in contact with the wall and not the Kalhas. Moreover, his position allowed him to sense and communicate with his leader. After all, the condition at the roof didn't allow him to form any ripples to transmit a coherent message. Also, it was unnecessary since he and his Pranic Avatar shared their thoughts instantly in real-time.

The rain poured a heavy downpour, with the thin streams of water flowing down from the roof to the ground. This connection allowed their Water Qi perception to sense all the buildings in the settlement, knowing everything. In such an environment, their Water Qi perception functioned immensely better than their eyes. Moreover, they still had the senses of their Pranic Avatars to rely on, which hadn't been blocked.

The leader moved his left leg diagonally, sensing another scout move in the same direction before sending his Pranic Avatar to the roof of the respective house. In such a manner, each scout occupied a roof in one of the eight directions: north, south, east, west, northeast, northwest, southeast, and southwest.

At their centre lay the house Re'Kha had taken refuge within. Followed by a command from the leader, all the eight Nerous opened their mouths while facing the house in the centre, condensing a sphere of water each.

The sphere elongated, turning similar to a needle but with a wider girth. Its thickness spanned as much as a scout's arm while the length conformed to their hand's. There was unanimous silence among the scouts, with even the ripples they produced had vanished.

Finally, the leader stomped with his right leg, creating a splash in the water. All the Nerous immediately unleashed their breath attacks. The breath attacks absorbed the Water Qi in the raindrops that slammed into them, enriching them, increasing their size and intensity.

With a boom, each breath attack slammed on the house in the centre like a cannonball, causing the tiles on the roof to be sent flying, the broken shards falling on the ground like rain. The ceiling cracked, with the cracks spreading everywhere from the point of impact.

The eight impacts caused a lot of damage, with each attack focused on one area of the roof. It would have been easy to breach the ceiling if they had focused their attacks on one spot. But for their plan to work, they had to disperse the attacks all over the ceiling.

The leader made ripples, this time using both his legs, the ripples moved sidewards, forming eight crests. The Pranic Avatars on the roof climbed down, with the respective scouts returning to their positions behind the leader.

Another eight scouts walked out now, with their respective Pranic Avatars taking positions in the eight directions. Similar to before, the eight Nerous aimed their breath attacks on the roof of the house, redirecting the attacks a bit away from the previous ones.

The breath attacks slammed into the roof, cracking and causing numerous parts of the ceiling to cave in. As the breath attacks were aimed at different spots each time, it led to the propagation of cracks in the ceiling until they fully covered it, the resultant making the rain seep in through the cracks.

They had fully cracked it; some places that had suffered the brunt of the breath attacks had fallen, allowing the rain to pour in. The Kalhas within were helplessly killed by the rain, falling to the ground as normal eyeballs.

Thanks to the cracks, almost the entirety of the house's first floor had no safe spots. The seldom few surviving Kalhas had either hid underneath the bed, cupboard and other items or moved towards the ceiling, positioning themselves underneath the patches without cracks.

The rain dripped from the cracks, collecting on the floor before flowing to the ground floor, alerting the Kalhas within. The place they thought was a safe zone from the rain had been breached. The Leader then personally led the remaining three scouts, one of which was his disciple. Only their Pranic Avatars hadn't shot their breath attacks yet.

The leader's message implied one thing, "We'll break the kitchen walls. Burkurel Re'Kha is positioned closest to there."

The four Nerous they summoned stood side by side, facing the wall of the kitchen. They opened their mouths, condensing their breath attacks before unleashing them. They had concentrated their attacks to one location; the kitchen walls crashed with a loud thud, revealing enough space for two people to enter side by side.

"Alright, let's leave." The leader said using the ripples, gazing at the sky to see that the rain was about to stop.