The coldest January had passed, and the February sun already carried hints of warmth, no longer as icy as when winter first arrived, as if one were being dipped in cold water.
In the entire winter, Brocade River City had hardly seen a few snowflakes, so there likely wouldn't be any issues with flooding from melting snow. However, Hammer still felt some unease in his heart, given that going forward, they wouldn't have the blessings of Nago.
If there were any aches and pains, the Church wouldn't be there to take care of them anymore.
One thing to be thankful for was that the gray-green fog had finally cleared completely, and the iron monsters floating in the sky had left as well.
Hammer couldn't help but wonder, could that moldy-smelling fog have been brought by that thing?
Otherwise, it was difficult to explain why the fog had appeared just as that thing had arrived.
And when that thing left, the fog disappeared too...