There are no bodies.

Something that has happened with every various type of corporeal undead you have fought thus far ... zombies, skeletons, crawling hands. Once an undead is destroyed, its body combusts from inside and throughout, so that ash falls to the ground without a corpse. Because also thus far they've worn or had nothing exceptional, whatever rags they wore likewise get burned up.

There is nothing to loot.

"I know we're keen to do what we think we're doing. But I still say that we check rooms carefully," says Wren. "It's the detective in me, I know."