C2693 Drunk and Dreaming

Gazing at the blood-red sunset on the horizon, Han Xiao appeared lost and uncertain. The haunting images of his fallen comrades replayed incessantly in his mind, as the immense psychological pressure relentlessly corroded his spirit. His eyes, once full of life, now dimmed with the weight of his sorrow.

Days and nights passed until, on the seventh day, Han Xiao's senses began to return