July 21, 3:25 PM, Old Jingmai District.
Ke Mingye bent forward slightly, standing tall in the torrential rain, protecting Bai Ziling in front of him. He took a few breaths and then lifted the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his cheek.
At this moment, aside from the Calamity Dragon and Flint locked in battle, he had become the center of attention on the battlefield.
The gothic-dress girl slowly sank to her knees, cradling her charred, nearly severed right arm with her left. It was as if she had forgotten the pain, slowly opening her eyes wide to look ahead.
In her mist-covered pupils, the blurred silhouette in the curtain of rain was reflected.
"...Big brother?"
The girl murmured absentmindedly, with the remnants of tears lingering at the corners of her reddened eyes.
