Midnight

Lex stood at the edge of a pristine lake, its surface reflecting the moon above. The silver light danced across the water, creating an enchanting spectacle.

But it was not the beauty of the lake that drew Lex's attention. It was the looming wreckage of an airship partially submerged in the water.

Lex's keen eyesight focused on the dark, ominous stains that marred the ground surrounding the crashed airship as he approached the scene.

Bloodstains were scattered in disarray, betraying the presence of a grim struggle that had taken place here.

His senses alert and cautious, Lex continued forward until he reached the entrance of the airship's cockpit.

Although damaged and partially submerged in the lake, the vessel appeared in relatively good condition.

Lex couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as he observed the cockpit. The airship hadn't crashed due to a mere accident.