As everyone stepped into the cave, the cold chill intensified, feeling like countless ice needles piercing their skin, threatening to freeze their very marrow. Mist swirled, as thick as indelible ink, making it nearly impossible for them to see one another's figures. In the darkness, only their heavy breathing and footsteps could be heard.
Zhang Zhi walked vigilantly in the lead, gripping his sword tightly, the blade reflecting a faint glimmer. "Everyone be careful, stay close to me." His voice was low and firm, echoing in the gloomy cave.
Lin Wan'er stayed close to Zhang Zhi, her body trembling incessantly, her voice shaking like a falling leaf in the wind. "Big Brother Zhang, I'm scared." Her hands gripped the corner of Zhang Zhi's robe tightly, as if it were her only reliance in this darkness.
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