Night Fog Formation

Maersult's face tightened with a mix of determination and concern as he absorbed August's plan. The stakes were high, and they had limited options. With a nod of agreement, he issued swift orders to the remaining sorcerers in the camp, instructing them on the urgency of the situation and the need to defend themselves against the impending enemy attack.

"There's no time to waste! Sound the alar-"

But before Maersult could finish his words, an eerie event unfolded, plunging the camp into chaos. The lights flickered and dimmed before being completely extinguished, swallowed by an ominous dark fog that seeped into every corner. Panic and confusion erupted among the sorcerers.

"I cannot see anything!"

"Where is everyone?"

"The enemy is already here?!"