They walked through the thick white fog. There was no sound other than heartbeats and footsteps. Hands tightly held weapons, and eyes vigilantly looked around. The further they walked, the stronger the tension in their chests became. Even so, they still followed Klaus.
Clouds began to gather in the sky, and the intensity of the light that penetrated the fog gradually decreased. The air became humid, and the temperature dropped slowly.
Suddenly, Klaus stopped, and his men followed suit.
"What's wrong?" A whisper escaped Olivia's mouth.
"Looks like he sensed the enemy's presence," Justin muttered.
Olivia frowned. "Really? I didn't sense anything."
"Come on, milkshake-knocker. Don't equate Klaus with you. He's on different levels." Joanna said.
Naturally, Olivia was triggered. She was about to hit the blonde girl, but Sylvia hissed, telling her to shut up.
