As night fell, the manor appeared even more desolate, with occasional howling in the air, unclear if it was wailing or merely the sound of the wind.
The ground, which should have been clean and tidy, was densely covered with moss, and the walls all over the manor were climbed by some thorny vines, making it look like a place abandoned for years. Yet, just a few days ago, it was quite lively here.
The entire Ola Manor was shrouded in darkness, as if even the light of the red moon shunned it. At this moment, a dim light illuminated the castle at the center of the manor.
