A man with a small bell moved through the village, warning the people about a mist.
Confused, Dante wanted to go to the innkeeper to ask him about this, but before he could move, the innkeeper came into Dante's room.
"It's starting." The innkeeper sighed as he closed the window. Then, he drew some runes in the air, causing brown vines to block every gap in the window.
"Ahh… what's wrong?"
The innkeeper looked at him with a puzzled face, then finally remembered that Dante was a foreigner.
The innkeeper sighed: "A few days ago, a strange green mist covered the entire village. We were confused by the strange color, but we didn't pay it any mind. Then all of a sudden, we started to hear loud screams and laughs. Some people decided to see what was happening, and they regretted it immediately."
