The two fleeing-group survivors were asleep.
Chen Yun sat cross-legged in the alcove's center, demon sword across her knees, eyes closed in the particular open-awareness meditation of a sword cultivator who was resting their body and not their attention.
Cang sat at the alcove's entrance.
Looking at the corridor beyond. Watching nothing in particular with the mild, impersonal attention of a man who had been awake for approximately four days at this point and had found that the dragon essence integration had some opinions about fatigue thresholds that were more permissive than his human baseline.
[Evil Points: 1,814]
[First Demon Trial: Registration Mechanism — Floor 2 of 5 complete]
[Passive herb integration: Ambient radius currently 3.2 meters — effect: mild stimulant qi (passive)]
He noted the radius with the same dry tone with which he had been noting the System's self-entertaining commentary all day.
'The princess is approximately 2.8 meters away,' he thought.
