88 Cross The Bridge And Burn (1/2)

The more she thought about it, the more she felt distressed.

Distressed?

For what?

The human?

Why should she worry so much about that human? What was this overwhelming emotion? It was a troublesome feeling, the kind that seemed to weigh her down.

Hongyue blinked.

It was foreign and untouchable.

She didn't like it, but she didn't hate it. It was a change from what she usually felt, and she was surprised by herself.

Pulling out the dagger she had gotten back from the Empress, she stared over the alien designs running down the side of the blade. She pursed her lips as she tried to compare it with the symbols she saw on the shadows' arms from memory.

They were not the same symbols.

Holding it blankly in her hands for a couple more minutes, she finally tucked the dagger back into the inner pocket of her garment, facing it in such a way it wouldn't create any harm for her. Her thoughts were chaotic.

Either way, it didn't matter.

Hongyue had a feeling they were related in one way or another. As she straightened up, her eyes met the scrutinizing eyes of Jiayi on her. His eyes moved from the dead shadow to her face as he tried to speak, but his words were caught in his throat.

”What? Do you pity this miss?” Hongyue sneered, ”I don't need your pity.”

She turned and tore off a few fresh petals that were attached to a flower nearby. Whatever the emotion was, it couldn't stay. So fragile, she thought, it wasn't suited for a dark soul like hers. She refused to house such emotions inside her. Watching the lost petals flutter from her fingers and into the wind, she came to terms with herself for her next steps.

”How did you do that?” Jiayi had a hard time pushing out his words. He really wanted to know more, but at the same time, he realized how dangerous it would be if she did answer him.

How?

Why should she tell him?