Feng Wuqing felt at first, just a trickle of movement, in her grief she believed it to be her imagination.
However, then she felt it.
A flow of blood.
Her body seized as she nearly killed herself to move.
It didn't matter to her, she needed to know if it was an illusion or not!
She needed to see!
Beneath her, in her arms, his satisfied smile was there still, cradled in her arms, the tears fell upon his face.
But then, his face changed into one of anguish.
Deep, unrelenting anguish.
She held him closer, and screamed into his chest, "Will you not even let him die in peace!?"
She cursed the heavens.
She cursed the gods.
She cursed.
Her heart was enveloped in a single need.
To act.
To take revenge for what they'd done to him.
And then.
"ARGGG!!" He screamed!
His eyes opened, and a terrifying energy enveloped them!
