"I don't know the specific situation either," Rote looked a bit embarrassed, "Suddenly, there was no one left in the entire palace."
He was pursued all the way here, without any chance to figure out what was going on.
At that moment, Kela slightly lifted her gaze, looking towards the tightly shut door of the lounge ahead.
The door trembled slightly, making a faint noise, as if the wind and snow were gently knocking on it.
Kela gently raised her hand, and the tightly closed door suddenly opened. The howling wind and snow, laden with intense cold, rushed into the entire room in an instant.
"This should be deep inside, right?" Rote was somewhat puzzled.
Thud—thud—
A dull sound resembling a heavy object hitting the ground came from outside the door.
He stepped forward, braving the wind and snow, walked out of the door, and looked outside.
The closed corridor was now forcibly torn open with a huge gap.
The drifting wind and snow flurried down from that torn gap.
