Two dragon priests in black robes suddenly threw up talismans and began chanting, "Blessed be the sacred beast! Lead us to the Vault of the Heavens!"
Another cultivator fell to his knees and wept. "Finally! My fate has come!"
Three more warriors tackled each other midair trying to be the first to intercept the rabbit.
The rabbit, of course, was completely oblivious to the legend it had suddenly inherited. It squeaked cheep-cheep-cheep! Like a damn chick and kept running like its tiny undead life depended on it, the Liferoot Orchid still wobbling on its head like a royal tiara.
Damien risked shouting through the link.
"Run faster, you stupid gremlin! If you die now, I'm coming down there and resurrecting you just to kill you myself!"
The rabbit chirped loudly in protest and in panic and sprinted even faster.
Cheep! Cheep! Cheep!
It squeaked indignantly.
