"His face had turned incredibly ugly, and his black hair seemed to be standing on end.
Hot air blew from his nostrils as he glared intensely at the man. The provocation was such that he seemed to have lost all his reason. He started to blurt out, 'Lu Yiyu, you bastard - umph...'.
...
In the pitch-black forest,
Scattered moonlight filtered through the tree canopy, casting a diluted glimmer on the ground below.
Dozens of shadowy figures scattered, moving forward, guns at the ready.
In the darkness, not a hint of warmth could be seen in their eyes, filled instead with a chilling murderous intent. Their guns pointed forward as if they would shoot to kill at the slightest provocation.
'Those two were heading in this direction. Be careful,' a man mumbled coldly from behind.
Back there,
Continuing, he said, 'No survivors.'
'Yes.'
Searching around.
Suddenly,
There was a rustling sound in the distance, followed by silence.
