Hours passed in the blur of wind and light, with occasional rests where Little Shrubby was allowed to stretch and recharge his lightning-rich body.
During these pauses, Daoist Chu could not help but remark on the beast's resilience, while Monk Hushu quietly admired the discipline and power inherent in such a bloodline.
Meng Bai sparred briefly during one of the breaks, practicing with his spear against the wind to keep his body warmed up, while the twin snakes hissed approvingly, enjoying the thrill of the journey.
Lin Mu observed them all in silence, satisfied with the balance of the group.
Each had their role to play, and soon they would step into the dynasty where shadows lingered and secrets waited to be uncovered. For now, the journey itself was the test, a prelude to the mission that lay ahead.
And above them, the sky stretched vast and endless, as Little Shrubby's lightning surged forward once more.
