"Kill him! You have to kill him!"
Xiao Cangqing stood amidst the wreckage, his tattered clothes barely covering his wound-riddled body.
From the broken parts of his body, blood flowed thick and slow, like a meandering stream.
The blood possessed a strange Life Force of its own, slowly seeping along the edges of his wounds to nourish the damaged skin and bones.
He lifted his face, caked with dust and blood,
his gaze piercing the clouds to fix on Chu He, who hovered high above.
Though his voice was hoarse with pain,
it carried an undeniable resolve that echoed across the battle-scarred landscape.
'He knew full well that he could no longer stand against Uzi's devastating power on his own.'
'That monster is like a runaway beast, ready to break free of any restraint and bring endless disaster.'
Though his body was on the verge of collapse,
he knew that if Uzi wasn't dealt with today,
then every night to come would be shrouded in endless fear and unease.
