Time.
4 PM.
At this time, Winster is usually basking in the afternoon glow. On a good day, you can even see the dazzling Tyndall effect on the distant sea surface.
Of course, this spectacle is often referred to as a miracle by the people of Winster.
Even those who do not worship the Sea God habitually see it as a divine sign of the Sea God.
Today, there was naturally no such miracle on the sea.
Because by this time, the sky had turned frighteningly dark, the visibility worsened to the extent that indoor lighting was necessary.
Yet, the snow still hadn't fallen.
Only the wind was howling.
On a high slope not far from Winster University, two people were crouched silently.
Even though the visibility had severely diminished, it somehow didn't seem to affect their eyes.
Within their line of sight was the road leading to and from Winster University, making it an inevitable passage.
