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The morning had been sunny, yet now, for some unknown reason, the sky had grown heavy—grey clouds and a thin mist descended over the Plunder City-State, casting the distant bell tower and chimneys into vague ink-wash silhouettes against the murky backdrop, while cold winds gusted erratically, stirring the colorful banners on nearby towers into a wild flap.
Two cars left the Underwood Family estate, one heading straight onto the main thoroughfare, speeding towards the city center, and the other turning onto a shortcut leading to the Lower City District, driving off into the distance under the gloomy skies.
Morris sat in the driver's seat, cautiously steering the vehicle along the path while glancing outside at the weather.
The skies had darkened further since a moment ago, and the chaotic wind seemed on the verge of howling, wildly smacking the colorful flags on a few nearby towers.