BOOM! The air itself seemed to shatter as blood-colored vines lashed out, sending the black-robed boy flying through the air like a stone from a slingshot.
"What stray dog is this?" The bandage-wrapped, sickly girl's cold voice cut through the air as she hovered above.
Initially dismissing the sudden attacker, Liuli's blood-red eyes narrowed as she withdrew her vines. Something in the life force feedback felt disturbingly familiar.
[This life force signature...]
Her gaze traced the long trench carved by the youth's impact, analyzing every detail. Meanwhile, the thrown boy gradually regained consciousness.
With a wet cough, Xumo tried to stand but doubled over, spitting out blood mixed with bile. Yet he rose again - being the Child of Prophecy might not make him invincible, but resilience was coded into his very essence.
The Liuli Sect's Child of Prophecy?
