C1360 Charge to the End!

Bai Yeh sat cross-legged, submerged in the frigid waters, his presence as still as a statue. Eyes shut, hands cradling an object, he remained unmoved by the icy embrace of the surrounding lake. Clasped between his palms was the Dead Dragon Sword, the very blade that had always dangled from his waist. It radiated a gentle luminescence, casting a glow upon his form. In that moment