"...Why are you making so much noise? Have you finally lost your mind?"
A groan echoed from the corner of the dark cave.
It was Yu Feng — lying bandaged near the trickling stream where they had first fallen. She looked like a high-born priestess who had been mugged by gravity.
It was the night after their crash landing.
The *campfire still sputtered its last embers. Her body throbbed with pain. She had barely managed to fall asleep.
And now?
Now Su Xiaobai had woken her up by screaming obscenities into the void and threatening to murder someone's grandfather.
Classic.
Neither of them had yet realized that this cave was, in fact, a death trap.
Su Xiaobai turned, blinking at her voice.
His eyes locked onto her face.
It was slightly proud.
Slightly childish.
The kind of look that said, 'I'm technically a lady, but I will kill you if you touch me without warning.'
He remembered her differently — a kind lady, broken and warped, like a leftover saint.
