In the instant of the explosion, Shen Qingya clutched the iron box to her chest, the searing blast tearing a jagged wound across her back. She rolled into a depression in the well wall as debris and serpentine corpses rained down. The toxic fumes of the Fire Snake thunder-bomb filled the pit, stinging her eyes until the world turned black.
"A-Tang!"
Xiao Heng’s voice echoed from the wellhead, followed immediately by a rope descending into the dark. Gritting her teeth, Shen Qingya strapped the iron box to her waist and hauled herself up the rope.
Chapter 92