In the dead of winter, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Maybe I really am a guy who's constantly plagued by trouble; this attribute seems deeply etched into my fate: even if I occasionally spend a day at home playing with the kids, those described as the unlucky ones facing doomsday are probably like me.
"Dingdang, double-check again to see if the leaf is buried too far away, or if you're looking in the wrong place. This yard is filled with your power, which might be interfering with your connection to the leaf," I hurriedly said to Dingdang, then turned to Anwina, "Medivh is also missing? When did it disappear?"
