Even Miss Violet was unwilling to remain in the Lost Lake region for too long; she too was being affected by this place. Therefore, having confirmed that Shade wished to come along, she called to Miss Teresa, who wore glasses and looked exceptionally calm, and rose to prepare for departure.
From the campfire on Lake Heart Island to the tower, the straight-line distance appeared to be no more than a hundred meters. But due to spatial distortions and the strange phenomena caused by the mist, the actual distance between them was around five hundred meters.
Based on their earlier probing, the greatest danger along this route was losing the correct direction. There should be no enemies in the fog. But just to be safe, Miss Violet reminded her two companions to prepare for battle, even temporarily handing the Night Watchman over to Shade.
After all, he could hardly run off with a sword, and judging from Miss Violet's attitude, she did not consider this weapon anything remarkable at all.
In any case, after hanging the relic Item-Finding Compass and the Lucky Iron Cross from his belt, Miss Violet held a ball of fire in her hands and led Shade and Miss Teresa into the mist.
The moment they left the range of the bonfire, the surrounding temperature plummeted. It was not quiet around them. Strange, piercing sounds rang out intermittently from every direction, unsettling their minds. Malicious gazes seemed to lurk everywhere within the oppressive surroundings, but even Shade, who had Another Me, could not tell what exactly was watching the three of them.
No one spoke as they traveled through the mist, and the entire journey was unbearably oppressive. The power of the Thirteenth Order Witch Emperor protected them in the form of an invisible barrier, yet even so,