The chaos was evident,
And she doesn't know what to repent,
It was like something was forming inside her,
Something that was called power.
***
THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
He breathed as the Nian beast recovered from his place and ran up the steps. Qing Long rotated and swiped the Jian sword in the air, releasing a blue flame and energy through that whish. The flame caught off a little of its fur, but it didn't penetrate the beasts' skin.
He looked at Althea, and he saw from his vision that she was crumpled in the dark corner of the rocks. He wielded the Jian sword once again and the sharp teeth of the Nian beast didn't crash the blade of the sword. The blue flame was evident as he rotated it on his palms, and stuck it through the beast's neck but it had been eradicated once again.
