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He Lingchuan fired his sleeve arrow. It shot out with a sharp whoosh, plunged straight into the ghostspawn’s abdominal wound, then punched out through its back and flared open, hooks biting deep into its bones.
He leaped up onto a high outcrop of rock. Bracing himself, he looped the cord over a rock spike that jutted out of the wall and hauled. The creature’s body lurched off the ground and rose, dangling in midair.
Suspended like that, it could not touch the rock walls or floor, not even with the soles of its feet. Without contact with the rock, thawing and recovery would both be much slower.
The others simply collapsed where they stood and gasped for air.
Skinny grabbed his waterskin and drank so fast that he choked, coughed, and nearly sprayed it all back out.
Duan Xinyu sealed a few acupuncture points on himself with unsteady fingers to slow the bleeding. He asked between ragged breaths, “H-how long… can we keep stalling it like this?”
He Lingchuan suddenly tossed something to each of them. Small, hard, and wrapped in a scrap of oiled paper, it was candy. These were sweets that he had bought from the little shop outside the Temple of Mitian, the same ones that Sun Fuling was very fond of. He had a few left over.
One by one, they tore open the paper and popped the candies into their mouths. A warm honey sweetness spread through their mouths, washing away the lingering bitterness of blood and bile.
On the brink of death, that tiny bit of sweetness felt...
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