C48 Transfer Passage

As the bizarre creature vanished into dust, the crimson crystal imprisoning Ling Jing finally dissipated as well. Ling Jing tumbled out, looking worn. Ning Que, foregoing any examination of the Crimson Warhammer within the light barrier, rushed to Ling Jing's side with a look of deep concern.

"Ling Jing, are you okay?"

Ning Que assessed Ling Jing's condition