Whoosh!!
Dark red flames rolled and leaped at the edge of Zheng Qing's vision. He could smell the gentle lingering fragrance with a light pat, the faint smoke from the talisman paper igniting, and the acrid stench of the 'ropes' burning, a mix of roasted meat and sapium.
A moment later, the talisman paper burned out.
Zheng Qing once again saw the two suns in the sky, and the 'ropes' binding his hands and feet completely disappeared. Then that fragrance came closer again, grabbing his arm and helping him up from the ground.
The warlock turned his head and saw the witch's bright eyes. A few steps away, there was also a huge black cat, arching its back, vigilantly staring into the distance, its tail sweeping back and forth uneasily behind it.
"Why did you come down here?"
