"Wait!" Lu Chen stopped abruptly, and Huo Yao almost bumped into his back. "What's wrong?" she asked, lowering her voice as she nervously scanned their surroundings. In the darkness, aside from their own hurried breathing, there was only the sound of bone-chilling growls that seemed to drift in and out of earshot.
"A trap," Lu Chen said, spitting out the two words bluntly. He crouched down to examine the floor closely. With the help of a faint light, Huo Yao saw what he was pointing at: a row of sharp stone spikes that were nearly flush with the ground. If not for Lu Chen's quick reaction, they would have been turned into pincushions by now.
"How could something like this be here?" Huo Yao gasped, patting her chest in lingering fear.
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