She was surrounded from every side, and she could feel the tremors coming towards her. There was no escape. Her scalp went numb as she gritted her teeth in desperation.
'No! I can't die yet! Not like this! I'm not a disappointment for my sister.'
She stopped running and raised her sword, ready for the battle, even though she knew it was a death sentence. She took a deep breath and circulated her Qi as ice began to form around her.
The ground was soon covered in a blanket of hard ice as it fought against the tremors below. It was then the ice right to her broke as a spike made of tree roots emerged, aiming directly at her. It was also smeared in the dark blood she was so wary of.
Even a tiny amount had almost crushed his spirit, so she didn't dare to imagine what would happen if she touched more of it. Would she die instantly or turn into a mindless body?
