Jörmungandr’s head rested quietly against Chu Zihang’s shoulder, as if murmuring some exceedingly tender, intimate whispers.
The two of them stood at the deepest part of the platform, facing each other, looking very much like a pair of lovers locked in a lingering farewell before one set off on a distant journey... if one ignored the blood at the corner of the girl’s mouth and the blade piercing straight through her shoulder.
"It really was him... Norton... Chu Zihang, didn't you know... what kind of fellow Lu Mingfei brought along..." Jörmungandr rested her chin on Chu Zihang’s scaly, armored shoulder, her eyes closed as she asked softly.
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