第十二章 (Chapter Twelve)

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The ground's become extra slick. The hillside rocks feel like ice. I grip the stick. I hear the waterfall crashing against the rocks. I hear Lan Zhan jumping down. I let out a breath. I would jump down but... I can't. Unfortunately, the fight took almost all my spiritual power. I'm painfully weak. 

"Wei Ying?" Lan Zhan asks.

"I'm coming." I step down.

"Just use your spiritual power." He says.

I ignore him. I grip the stick. My foot slips quickly. I almost fall. I manage to slam my stick into the ground. I hear Lan Zhan jump up. I feel him take my arm. He jumps down from the ledge. I can feel him looking at me. I wince as a let out a cough. 

"Wei Ying. Are you okay?" He asks.

"Just a little dizzy. I'll be fine." I push off of him.

I let out a breath.

"Wei Ying is your spiritual power low?" He asks.

"Depleted." I cough.

"What?" He asks.

"Long story." I cough.

He grabs my arm and puts it around his shoulder.

"Wha-" I say.

He grabs my shoulder. His force feels... hard. I let out a breath and a small smile under my mask.

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