C63 The Sword Pierced Through the Iron Cabinet

Yun'er's heart felt like it was about to leap out of her chest, the stench of the lion's breath seemingly enveloping her. Desperate to flee, her feet might as well have been cemented to the floor, unresponsive to her commands.

Her limbs were ice-cold, drained of all warmth as if the blood had vanished. A chilling sensation shot up from her ankles, racing up her spine and straight to her brain