Mo Yujian brought her closer to him, hugging her frozen body tight with one arm. The little one was so light, so small, so fragile that he almost couldn't feel her weight on him. Her hot breaths fanned his neck, and as if she had found a source of warmth, she snuggled closer to him, diving her whole face deeper into his shoulder.
He patted her back in comfort and brought out his sword with a swing of his palm.
The long, shining sword hummed as if it had come alive, the blade reflected the sunshine and Mo Yujian's solemn face. Different from when he came in dragging his battered body, this time, every inch of him was brimming with strength, so strong that he felt he would burst. He stabbed the tip of the sword to the ground, and the array's mechanism appeared in front of him.
With ease, he glided across the numerous traps and evaded multiple deadly attacks.
Securing her within his arm, he brought her out in no time at all.
"MโMaster!"
