C1336 Vengeful Spirit Tide

"We need to pull back now, or we're as good as dead," Xishan Feihua declared, emerging from the tent with Prostrate Dragon trailing behind her.

The pair had always been thick as thieves, practically joined at the hip, always seen together wherever they went. Yet in that moment, Xishan Feihua's face was etched with gravity, her hand clutching a prayer wheel inscribed with enigmatic runes