An atmosphere of tension hung over Andre Ancient Castle. All the servants had been instructed to stay in their rooms and not venture out. The deep rumbles and strange shrieks constantly echoing up from beneath the castle made it impossible not to imagine hundreds of giant beasts battling in the bottomless depths of the Evil Abyss. The sounds pierced through the high walls, floors, and thick velvet carpets, reverberating as if they had struck directly into people's minds.
People huddled trembling in their rooms, wrapped in thick quilts or blankets. A strange cold wind had been circling throughout the castle for several hours. Even with thick walls between them, the unnatural gale still penetrated every room, making the castle as cold as the outside. Some servants living on the lower floors had even seen phantomlike snowflakes appear out of thin air in their rooms, and they were transferred in terror to the hall on the second floor. This bizarre phenomenon had never occurred among the many terrifying incidents in this haunted castle. People thought of the exorcists who had entered the underground earlier to fight the evil spirit. They knew that the supernatural phenomena before them must be connected to the fierce battle deep below.
The wind and snow that passed through the walls had weakened several times, only to surge again afterward. Uneasily, people guessed that these strange phenomena were related to the battle's situation deep underground. Whether the phenomena grew stronger or weaker, they were a comfort to everyone. At least it proved that the battle below was still continuing, that the exorcists had not lost, and that the battle had reached a stalemate.
To the poor people in the castle, that evil spirit had always been synonymous with invincibility. If anyone could fight it to a stalemate,