The white fog appeared around us just like the morning fog; however, it was neither morning nor was the altitude on the waist of Moon Concealing Mountain high enough to enter the clouds. The "fireflies" that had been searching the area for a long time also did not detect any signs of fog forming in advance.
Previously elusive and strange clues now unexpectedly appeared within our sight without warning.
Although I have confidence in Mazao's power to attract disaster, this time there was no short time limit; we would still return for another visit tomorrow. I knew that as long as Mazao was present, we should be able to make some progress even tonight, but to see such immediate effects, one could not help but feel surprisingly moved. It was as if the scene was declaring, although Mazao could not simply wave away the strange entities, she could indeed summon them at will.
