C172 Nibbling oneself

At the same time that Big Senior caught up, I took out my Three Revolutions Thousand Year Lightning Striking Date Sword from my Cosmos Sack and carefully walked over.

Soon the three of us were at the back of the abandoned building, and behind a pile of rubble, to our surprise, there was a man squatting, his back to us, swaying, chewing something in his mouth, savoury and crunchy