"Calm down, Cao Tang. It's fine."
"But there's a bunch of guys in black robes! I thought you were in trouble!"
"Just relax," the Seer said, his voice tired, as if he had dealt with this far too many times. "These guys are professionals."
Cao Tang hesitated, still unsure but trusting his friend's judgment. He let out a deep breath, watching as the figures around them remained motionless, blending with the shadows.
"Go ahead and snort the ash, Cao Tang," the Seer said, his face hidden beneath his mask, but the grim tone in his voice was clear.
Cao Tang stared at him, utterly confused. "You're telling me to snort dead body ash?"
"Yes. Go snort the dead body."
"Wh-wh-what the hell?! Are you crazy? I'm not doing that!"
The Seer sighed heavily, clearly growing frustrated. "What do you mean? I thought you were cool with stuff like this."
