"What the heck is going on?!" Lu Yao's exclamation stretched into a sharp, high-pitched shriek as a powerful suction force, like an invisible giant hand, dragged her and Ma Lin into a madly spinning vortex.
The surrounding scenery flickered past like a zoetrope, multicolored lights weaving into a hazy chaos. Those rays of light streaked before their eyes like flashing ribbons, mesmerizing and dizzying.
The weightlessness made Lu Yao feel as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest, while the howling wind in her ears sounded like a shrill whistle, only intensifying the nervous atmosphere.
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