The flames subsided, leaving behind the desiccated remains of the scorpions, their once-threatening forms now mere blackened husks that crunched underfoot like brittle leaves. In their place, several fireballs hovered enigmatically in the air, casting an eerie, dancing glow on the sand.
And then, an unknown figure materialized from the inky shadows, his form partially bathed in the flickering golden light of the fireballs
"GHOST!" Huang Taichen threw himself over Qiao Wei again. "GHOST!!!"
Zhang Fengxi stepped further into the light in his full military armor. He rolled with his eyes so hard that his eyes threatened to fall off their sockets.
With no remaining capacity to extend Huang Taichen any sort of courtesy, the Supreme General yanked Huang Taichen off Qiao Wei.
Huang Taichen let out a shriek when he was flung against the sandy ground.
Zhang Fengxi took Qiao Wei into his arms and leaned him against his chest.
