Zhao Qing's eyelids gradually grew heavy.
His consciousness was drifting; he felt his body rapidly descending. He struggled to open his eyes, wanting to see if those two Ice Blue Sparrows were still pursuing him.
He hoped they wouldn't even spare his corpse. This way, perhaps he could stall for another half a minute for his comrades?
From the moment Zhao Qing joined the ranks of the Awakened Warriors, he was prepared for sacrifice. Unlike those who raid instances, "Awakened Warriors" exist to protect countless people behind them. They remain in the war zone year-round, ready to tackle the Magic Beasts leaving their nests, keeping them at the last line of defense.
He had long foreseen his end, so when death came, he accepted it peacefully.
After all, he had no family; when his parents and brother died in the Magic Beast Tide, he swore to dedicate his life to the battlefield, protecting the countless families behind Song City, sparing other children from the pain he once endured.
