In the vast expanse of the desert, where the relentless sun beat down upon the shifting sands, Kai and Ye Lin set forth with a plan etched in determination. The explosive centipedes, creatures of volatile temperament and fiery demise, were to be their unwitting allies. By slaying these beasts and piling them high, they would create a beacon of death, a siren call to the lurking demons that thirsted for carnage.
Kai shared his strategy with Ye Lin, his voice a low murmur against the howling winds, "We will first kill explosive centipedes and pile them up." The logic was sound, the simplicity of the plan belying its potential efficacy. Ye Lin, her expression unreadable as the stone visage of an ancient deity, nodded her assent. The centipedes were indeed easier to find in this arid and scorching climate, their presence almost a guarantee.
