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Night had completely enveloped the cult's village, leaving the streets shrouded in an eerie silence broken only by the wind gently rustling the branches of nearby trees. The moonlight barely managed to pierce the clouds, dimly illuminating the paths as a light mist drifted among the buildings. The air was cold and damp, carrying that characteristic scent of earth after a quiet afternoon. In the darkness, a small light remained alight in the distance, emanating from a greenhouse set apart from the rest of the village. Unlike the other houses, this place seemed to still be full of life even at this hour. As they approached, the glass walls revealed silhouettes of carefully arranged plants and a warm glow within.

Upon entering, the atmosphere changed completely. The cold outside faded away as the scent of leaves, flowers, and damp earth filled the space. Each plant seemed to be exactly where it should be, tended with almost meticulous care. Among shelves laden with containers, books, and notes, Azure was examining one of her plants, engrossed in her observations until she noticed someone else. Her eyes flicked toward the entrance with a calm expression, though clearly surprised by the unexpected visitor.
"Wow... I really didn't expect to find anyone here at this hour."
He murmured as he carefully closed his notebook. After a brief silence, he observed the newcomer with curiosity.
"This place doesn't usually get visitors. Is there anything I can do to help?"