The sound of steel strings and drums ripped through the senses of Jin Fang and Rianna, disorienting them for a moment before reality corrected itself.
Granted, reality as they knew it had changed.
"Guh...my head...," Rianna complained, "what was...whoa! What?!"
"Yeah, you'll get used to the outfit changes later," Jin Fang comforted her, "now come on. I learned last time not to stand next to the speakers."
"The what?"
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[Huh? Hey, do you sense that?]
[Feels...like...family...members...?]
[Should we do something about that?]
[Probably not.]
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In that familiar state of consciousness and sleep, Zhen Liu stared forward as he watched the namesake of Hurricroak's formula play a song that seemed to rouse one's heart and inspire both bravery and fear all at once.
