The wind changed again. This time it did not simply shift direction like before. It transformed completely. What had been a steady, cold breeze became something else entirely. The air pressure dropped suddenly, making Naviga's ears pop uncomfortably. Her breath, which had been visible in the cold but normal, now came out in thick clouds that fell to the ground like smoke instead of dispersing naturally.
Minerva noticed it too. She stood up abruptly from where she had been sitting, her hand instinctively moving toward her storage ring. Her eyes scanned the sky with growing concern. "Something is wrong. The temperature is dropping too quickly to be natural."
