Wang Li gripped the scar and pressed against it, smearing the blood on his skin and palm.
"Ah Yue," he fought to take a step back, "I-"
His eyes sharpened and Ying Yue thought he was going to die, but someone clashed blades with the king. His green eyes blinked taking in the new comer. The man had red hair and was a bigger built than his king.
Frozen in place, he watched them face off.
"Ah Yue!" The sound of familiarity was near him and he turned to see the brunette male.
"You…" he said softly.
"Yes, your brother," the brunette smiled, but quickly said seriously, "We need to go now."
"I… I can't," he shook his head as he looked back at the Ghost King, "I can't leave him."
"It will only get worse again," the brunette shook him, "Don't you remember?"
