Inside the cave, the atmosphere was eerkily quiet as both of them raced against time to recover from their injuries, their red and black streams of Spiritual Power slowly circulating.
Beneath the stillness lay Fan Ni's desperate, hard-suppressed gasps. Her mind was still lucid for the moment, but a layer of pale pink, fragrant sweat already coated her skin, and the lower half of her clothes was soaked through.
Her palms had long since been pierced full of holes by her fingernails, but she could scarcely feel the pain anymore.
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