When Zhang Tie recovered his awareness, he recalled the last scene in his mind—a formation of icy blue battle qi burst out before him. Soon after that, he was hit by people. His armor was broken to pieces. After spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood and almost losing his awareness, Zhang Tie faintly heard Reinhardt's furious growls. After seeing mountain-like sabers and spears thrusting towards him, Zhang Tie was in pitch darkness...
'Am I dead?
How are my brothers of the Iron-Blood Camp?
In the following minutes after he killed that old guy of Black Feathers Regiment, Zhang Tie clearly felt that the undying monsters were becoming restless. Their attacks were not as sharp as before.
'My brothers should be safe!'
After he recovered his awareness for the first time, Zhang Tie only faintly recalled what had happened that night. He then felt very fatigued. His body seemed to disappear as he was dragged into a bottomless pitch-black mire. Zhang Tie gradually lost all his senses.
