Some paths are destined to be difficult, but in Yang Xiu's eyes, the companions who walk alongside make it all worthwhile.
The wind and snow still howled, but the bonfire made this small world warm and cozy.
...
Three days later, Death City.
Life Soul Squad's base.
In the hall, a deathly silence enveloped every inch of space.
This was once where the Life Soul Squad would laugh loudly, and share their gains after a mission.
Now, there was only oppressive silence.
The chair in the center of the hall, symbolizing the core of the team, was now empty.
Black Snake sat alone in the corner shadows, head bowed, her lavender hair falling to cover her face.
She clutched a silver talisman tightly in her hand.
This was the Clear Heart Talisman that Yang Xiu last distributed to them.
Stone Statue stood against the wall, his heavy armor removed and placed at his feet, revealing a scarred face.
He stared blankly at the ground, fists clenched tight.
