'I need to get her to come to a very secret place where nobody else can see us.' Max's eyes flashed with cunningness as he leapt to his feet and bolted deeper into the valley, each step echoing through the chilling air.
"Max, where else can you escape to?"
Her voice followed him like a cold breeze, sweet and crisp like wind chimes, yet carrying the tone of a predator toying with its prey.
She licked her lips slowly, her eyes glowing with murderous delight, and strolled after him—not rushing, but matching his pace with ease. It was like being stalked by a cat who knew the mouse had no hope of escape.
The oppressive yin energy thickened, making every breath Max took feel cold enough to sting his lungs. The air carried a faint metallic tang of blood and death, and Nell's laughter echoed faintly behind him, each note burrowing into his mind like nails on glass.
