But just as he was about to tell Qie Xieling he was going out his body stiffened as he sensed something ominous. His eyes widened looking at Qie Xieling who was able to sense it before he did. He was thinking how could it be possible that Qie Xieling could sense that something was wrong before any of them when shrill screams echoed in the distance.
"Father," said Qie Xieling feeling frightened to the point of quivering.
Qie Ranzhe placed his index finger on his lips and bit his middle finger. A drop of crimson blood shimmered in the light making Qie Xieling nervous. Qie Ranzhe drew a magical formation on the floor creating a powerful barrier encasing the room.
"Stay here," he whispered before exiting the room. He nodded at Machu in tacit understanding. The man entered the room and drew his sabre ready to defend his little nephew.
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