"This is a disgusting way to go," the seer sat with Ling Yue in his arms in the middle of the odd biome that existed atop the maze.
Golden and serene light, albeit artificial, broke through the trees where the two lay all alone.
"No, my battery, my salvation..." one whining beaten-up scientist.
"Fuck them, we want nothing to do with this," two desperate soldiers trying to crawl away in order to get out of this place and live.
And hundreds of dead bodies in a little distance away.
"There were better ways to die..." the seer continued to rant, his life ebbing away.
"I feel cold... could you hold me tighter..." Ling Yue's skin had turned much paler; it was turning blue, and the color slowly rose up her neck.
The seer tightened his grip, pulling her closer. He could feel the extreme cold creeping onto him as Ling Yue put her hands on his chest.
