While the rune went to investigate, Zhu Yu and the others could do nothing but wait from a distance.
Perhaps it was due to the impending rain, but a wind had picked up in the mountain hollow, erratically clashing within, passing through the narrow gaps between the trees, and occasionally letting out piercing howls.
The branches swayed in the wind, casting flickering shadows in the darkness, with a constant rustling sound, making the surrounding night feel even more deathly silent.
Zhu Yu looked at the small wooden building through the gaps in the trees, wondering if the surroundings had affected her mood. The building, ordinary just moments ago, now seemed like a monster standing in the darkness, ready to leap out and swallow them whole.
Though the night breeze was pleasantly cool compared to the daytime humidity, Zhu Yu couldn't shake a vague sense of unease lingering within her.
