The morning after leaving Skyfall City, Mo Yuxin and Su Yubing stood at a quiet roadside tea stall and watched a column of clouds drift over the mountains.
Skyfall City was already far behind them.
That was not because they had traveled quickly. They had simply decided that there was no reason to stay around a city that had managed to make even buying dinner feel like a dangerous occupation. They had spent several days there, seen enough strange formations to last them a while, and eaten at three excellent restaurants before finally agreeing that it was time to move on.
The road ahead led deeper into the heart of the Southern Continent.
