"Go!"
He stared fixedly at the only beacon in the distorted, collapsing, shattered space ahead—the "Dormitory Building-096" lamppost, with a faint glimmer of gold floating deep within his dark pupils, as if reflecting the light into his eyes.
It was like a cluster of ruddy golden flames had been ignited.
"Go! Old Lin... GO!!!"
It was as if Wei Shan's voice echoed in Lin Yi's ears, and as though a force as heavy as a mountain had materialized on his back, he summoned strength from an unknown source, carrying Wei Liang as they broke free from the dark tendrils woven from shadows and charged toward the "Dormitory Building-096" lamppost!
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
"Thud!"
Each of his steps rang out with conviction; he believed this was the "only" way.
The wind by his ears grew fiercer, the sound of twisting waves trying to drag him into deeper abysses, but his resolute strides propelled his unwavering figure, gradually surpassing the dark entanglements.
