Naoto's eyes opened wider, but then narrowed, locked onto the mass. She sent out her wave to sharpen its appearance and its surroundings. Of course; the bones of its victims. That scent of decaying flesh was unmistakably bacteria breaking down any bits remaining. Ugh, this Kishin egg was on par with the sewer rat.

She connected further to Kanji and passed on the information. "Be careful. You're not that far now. Your scent is being covered by the decomposing bodies presently, but it might sense you soon."