The sound of oncoming chaos came nearer with shouts of curses among clashing of steel and breaking furniture. It is unknown how many people are outside within the corridor but from the overlapping of voices, many.
A hint of iron floated through the cracks of the door and into the senses of the two leaning against the door.
"Haa… haa… haa…"
Heavy breathing in the silent room sounded less deafening in comparison to the thundering of heartbeats.
Closing his eyes to listen in the clamor of scuffling people outside a distance away, Xiao Fanyu wrinkled his brows from the heavy scent of blood. He heard the sounds of groaning pain as well as the penetrating cries of air being sliced apart.
Images began to form in what could be, the scenes transpiring outside guessed from sounds themselves.
