"What are you still lying on the ground for?" Angel's voice reached Natasha's ears and in a daze, she looked over.
"The sorrowful energy from beneath the ground has not dissipated, indicating that the undead that just attacked us were only a small part. There might be more of them lying in ambush underground, so… do you intend to keep lying there as live bait?"
It took Natasha quite a while to realize what he meant, was it suggesting that what happened earlier was not an illusion?
Just as Natasha was about to ask for more details, suddenly, a grating roar came from behind her.
She felt as though her soul had been brushed by a chill, gloomy wind; the negative energy brought by the wind enveloped Natasha, causing her entire being to shiver from the inside out as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
