A Mist of Illusion That Contains Traces of Rule!

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"Carlos, did you hear that?"

The man, wearing light camouflage armour, suddenly halted in his tracks, stepping above the concrete niches as he carefully observed the surrounding environment... being constantly consumed by thick grey fog in unprecedented wariness.

"This...'

Soon, upon not hearing the expected reply for a couple of seconds, the man shifted his gaze toward his back, toward the previous location of the middle aged man in puzzlement...

Only for him to freeze on the spot, eyes constricted upon seeing nothing, unable to see the expected faces of the middle aged man and the others, instead, the thing that greeted his senses was the dense fog that shrouded the encompasses of the land.

"This... How is that even possible, they simply vanish without me noticing!

"No, I needed to find them quickly!'