During the dark hours of the stormy night on the Plateau of Leng, the Night Watch appears in the dense winter forest. A Tall figure wearing large curved metal blades serves as stilts bound to his legs. In the shadow of the tree, he stood, watching over you, gripping his ice axe tightly. The cloak and fur he wore fluttered in the wind. A white mask covered his face, concealing his identity. The sound of the large metal blades clacking against the heavy thick layer of snow and ice on the ground.