As Charjer stepped into the first aid station, he tried to shake off as much water as he could before sitting down at the table where Smirk, Kechara, and Kaerith were located.

"So, what did he want?" asked Smirk.

"He pulls me out into that downpour to show me a dead cat," complained Charjer.

"A dead cat?" Kechara said questioningly. "That must've been what that terrible smell was."

A few seconds after Kechara said what she had said, a small group of cloaked figures entered the first aid station. The one in the front uncovered his hood.

"Min!" exclaimed Smirk.

"Hi everyone!" greeted Min. "I brought a few friends down with me to help the healers here." Those following him removed their hoods and moved in different directions to assist different patients who had taken up residence in the first aid station.

"How are things at the monastery?" asked Kaerith.

"Most of the monks are doing repairs that occurred because of the rain," replied Min. "Oh, and I passed by Gohan on the way in and boy does he smell. Did he take a bath recently?"

"Apparently, someone threw a dead cat at him," said Kechara.

"A dead cat?"

"Yeah," said Charjer. "He dragged me out into the rain to show me."

"I see," Min said thoughtfully. "Is he searching for the culprit right now?" Charjer nodded in response.

"If you ask me," started Smirk, "I don't mind that he's far away from here right now. I don't think I could handle that smell for more than ten seconds." Kaerith giggled.