"Hand over the Fragmentary Scroll!" The voice was like a thunderclap, making my eardrums hum.
I looked around. A dense crowd surrounded us completely, the glow of various magical treasures flashing everywhere amidst a murderous aura. The leaders of the various factions radiated powerful auras like towering mountains, pressing down on me until I could barely breathe.
Wan'er was gripping my hand tightly; I could feel her trembling, her palms slick with cold sweat. I knew she was frightened, but I could also sense her reliance on me. My heart stirred as I recalled the countless times in the past when she had quietly stood by my side just like this. At this moment, though there was fear in her gaze, a trace of steadfastness was hidden within it—that was her trust in me, her firm belief that I could lead her out of danger.
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