Misty breaths filled the air as the three men stood silent for a while. Two waited for Alex to do something, while Alex himself was silent because the scene in front of him looked so very familiar.
"Fellow Daoist,' the girl's father spoke. "Is everything alright?"
Alex finally came out of his stupor and looked toward the father. "I'm sorry, I started remembering something similar to this," he said.
"You've seen this happen before?" the man asked. He felt hope budding inside of him which any other time he would've squashed.
"Once, and I can't tell if this is similar or not. Most likely not," he said. "I'm sorry I wasted some time. Let me start right now."
Alex walked close to the girl and felt not violent, but rather an intense Yin flow come out of her. It was simply so intense that to normal people the intensity looked violent.
