"No way…!" they exclaimed, their eyes and mouth are wide, stunned by their conjecture. "That can't be… that can't be!" they said, wanting to deny the glaring fact in front of them.
They all looked at the entrance of the mausoleum. Its wide doors ajar, as if welcoming them. Even if it is in broad daylight, and in the middle of the very hot desert, they suddenly felt a chill ran down their spine when they looked at the gaping open doors, as if a giant mouth wanting to swallow them. The usual ancient graphical designs they are currently gazing at suddenly turned eerie instead of mysterious, and ominous.
"H-Huo Ling…" the women suddenly choked in tears and their eyes reddened as they looked at the mausoleum before them. "W-we should save Huo Ling…" they said, out of kindness. However, their voice is weak, as well as their will. "B-boys, y-y-you g-go help Huo Ling…" they said.
