Naael's eyes lit up, at the mention of rituals that could remove corruption, but for now,t hat was a less pressing concern. After all, the Avatar was dead, which means that there was nothing left to worry about. Figuring that the box she'd found earlier likely held the whistle mentioned, she set about ransacking the building, looking for the key; if she couldn't find it, she'd look for a way to break the locked box open.