Seeing the strange girl in red rush into the cabin, Yu Sheng paused for a moment before following her inside.
At the moment he crossed the wooden door, he felt as if he had passed through something thin and icy, like mist. Instantly, many of the surrounding sounds disappeared. The howling of wolves that had been incessantly circling around him, seemingly closing in, abruptly vanished along with the sound of the wind. All that remained was the eerie baby crying sound, which persistently echoed whenever one entered the Black Forest, though now it seemed muffled, as if behind a thick barrier.
Cautiously holding his weapon, Yu Sheng scanned the surroundings, frowning slightly without realizing it.
He did not see any of the hanging red cloaks.
There was not a single red cloak on the walls or the floor.
The only touch of red in the room was the girl in red, sitting on the ground, panting heavily.
