The mention of the vile accident that took place by the lake, subdued the conversations of the wizards sitting on the bench. The night wind swept across the lake, bringing a slight chill, further lowering the temperature in the surrounding atmosphere.
After a long silence, the chubby wizard seemed to finally find a new topic, he struggled to stand up, pointed at the artificial rock not far away, and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, you see! There's a little thing on the artificial rock over there, isn't there?"
Although there was a full moon hanging in the sky, the view was unclear due to the ever-changing mist that often shrouded the lakeside. The artificial rock was just a dark shadow in the distance.
However, within this black shadow, there was a small touch of white, extremely conspicuous.
