The stench of the sewer almost suffocated me. In the dark, we could only grope our way forward, our palms brushing against the slimy, sickening walls from time to time.
"Watch the steps," Murong Xiang's voice came from ahead, low and resolute.
I followed her onto a slippery flight of stone steps, and finally caught a glimpse of faint light. Pushing aside the wooden board overhead, we crawled out of that hellish passage.
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