I squinted at the two figures that were huddling together while persistently moving forward against the fierce blizzard.
"It's an adult with a little child," I remarked.
The adult was wearing a thick straw cape and a straw hut. Going outside in such weather was already a challenge in itself, but the person actually dragged a small child with him. Or her.
"NPCs, right?"
"Should be."
"Why don't we help?" Aurendiria suggested.
"Huh?"
"Wait, I don't think that..." Alcyone extended her hand to stop Aurendiria, but the latter already marched toward the two NPCs and offered to help.
"Grandma, why are you out here in the blizzard? Can I help y..."
Aurendiria stopped talking all of a sudden. Sensing that something was amiss, I rushed to her aid.
"Auren, what is..."
My eyes were drawn to the pair of grandmother and small child. Only after coming closer did I understand why Aurendiria suddenly stopped speaking.
