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Linkir looked down in stunned silence at the child whose head was resting on her chest. "Brother!" Anya shouted, grabbing Shen Ye's hand and pulling him away.
Shen Ye had a blissful expression on his face, a silly smile lingering as he looked up. Anya shook him multiple times, but he was lost in his own world, savoring the soft sensation he'd felt around his head moments ago.
Linkir watched the two children for a moment before lowering her gaze. She distinctly remembered being cut in two—how was she alive? She couldn't shake her curiosity. Was demon regeneration really this powerful, or was that attack weaker than it seemed? Puzzled, she decided to figure out where she was first.
She had seen the divine plane of her world shatter, knowing she had been there, but how did she end up here? She pondered this while limping toward the door, noticing the leaf tied around her wound.
