In a hidden cave northwest of Wind Eye Market, occupied by the Celestial Wings Society.
It was supposed to be one of the strongest fortresses in the Secret Realm.
Now, the air inside the cave was even more suffocating than the gray fog outside.
"The comms are completely down."
Sun Rui stared at the frantic static on his tactical terminal, veins popping on the back of his hand. He slammed his fist down on the special alloy tabletop.
CLANG!
The massive clang made Sun Hao, who was beside him, flinch violently. His cup slipped from his grasp, and the warm liquid splashed all over his crotch.
"Bro… What's happening?"
Sun Hao's voice was on the verge of tears, all traces of the pampered young master's swagger completely gone.
"Are we going to die?"
The other core members of the Celestial Wings Society in the cave all had ashen faces, their mouths clamped tightly shut.
From outside the cave walls, the faint, shrill screams grated on everyone's nerves.
"Shut up!"
