Kane stood there in the mist.
The vast white mist engulfed and surrounded him.
An icon of a lantern appeared before him.
He reached into the guild warehouse, searching through the treasure vault for those three unidentified three-colored pieces of equipment.
Kane stood casually in the mist, stopping whenever he wanted, not even considering whether the surroundings were safe.
Outside this thick mist, it could be said to be very safe, as the space here is chaotic.
Even with synesthesia, able to sense the road beneath, preventing haphazard wandering, chaos remains chaos, at most keeping oneself from going in circles.
In such circumstances, meeting others outside the mist is not impossible.
It's just extremely unlikely.
Kane reached out his hand, holding a statue resembling a totem.
The entire statue was a red jade-like form, the redness within the jade immensely dark, like sedimented blood.
