Suddenly, everything went still. The dust that had been unsettled hung in the air, the droplets of blood from the trio's wounds hovered in place, and the soft hum of Jolie's magic was suspended in silence. They watched in awe as time seemed to stop.
Fearing that a single breath would awaken the sleeping dragon they froze in place and Yunning whispered, "Nobody move," while nursing a gash on her arm from when she had been too slow to dodge a spike that had shot out from the wall.
Jolie scoffed as she jumped off a piece of cracked tiles onto a much steady ground. She was visibly exhausted having almost carried this entire team more than once. When she tried to find Qie Xieling the stupid palace brought her back to the throne room to fight to the death. Taking this chance to get away she didn't listen to Yunning at all.
