"Aning, you're finally awake! You have no idea how long you've been asleep. You had Xiaoge and the others worried sick," Fatty said. Aning glanced at the people around her.
"I'm fine." She started to raise her arms, but the hand holding hers was gripping it too tightly. She had to let her arms drop and asked again to reassure them, "I'm okay. Where is this?"
She turned her head to look around, her gaze landing on the Meteorite Jade suspended overhead. Though subtle, the spiderweb cracks made Aning's expression harden. She remembered—that horned beast. "It's dangerous here. Let's go."
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