*The remains of a house collapses, shattering into pieces, and the pieces coalesce into me, just outside of the city's threshold* Pretty sure nobody lived there. *Spots a sign* Toxic fumigation... Definitely sure nobody lived there. *Twirls a flute in my fingers and blows it, creating no sound but instead a gust of misty wind; the mist settles around my body and gives me a shimmering appearance* Take a note: green cities will make you green.