Amidst the shattered bricks and splintered wood, left behind by the desolated building, MingYu and XiaoHe laid unconscious over the pure white snow.
Dust fell like snow. Silence hung like a curtain in the peaceful night.
Hooves sank into the thin layer of white, making no sounds as LongHai crept his way closer, scouting for survivors.
The explosion had cracked the brick wall, shaking the ground. Zhouyan had hidden away under his wing to shield his small, frail body from the incoming rubble that hailed over them - so he didn't see Heaven's split open as the bright light flashed like lightning.
The donkey's beady eyes rolled over the two figures, blinking with relief as he noticed them both breathing steadily.
In the distance, partly covered by the rubble, a blade that shined like stars on a clear night caught LongHai's attention. With heavy steps, the donkey trekked his way over.
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