The night was quiet—unnervingly so. The Spirit Beasts had ceased their roaring, their brawling, and their incessant shrieking, which had at least allowed the group to rest and fully recover their spirits.
Early the next morning, the group set up a pot to brew some soup. Lu Xiangxiang said, "There were no sounds of Spirit Beasts fighting or screaming last night. Don't you think that’s a bit strange?"
This young girl had endured many hardships while following Xiao Yang. Having transitioned from unaccustomed to accustomed, she was no longer the naive girl she once was. When things happen against the norm, there is bound to be something sinister afoot. Predator versus prey—it was the instinct of Spirit Beasts to fight. They had spent two nights in the mountain range, and every night had been filled with the sounds of battle.
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