I can hear them....
The sound of blades clashing and torn flesh echoed in the darkness.
"Ngh...."
I quickly regained my senses.
Slowly, I opened my eyes; however, in the darkness, all that appeared were sparks of light, silver and gold.
I could feel their qi draining with each strike, yet the darkness only grew as if absorbing everything. I wanted to move, but my chest hurt like someone had hollowed out my organs using a rusty knife or yanked them through my throat.
"....."
I swallowed my exhaustion.
Endured the pain.
Who was fighting?
How can I help them?
A warning bell sounded in my head. My hazy consciousness became increasingly hectic and hot. Whenever I found myself under pressure, I couldn't control my emotions and would lose my composure.
It was something beyond my control.
