The world suddenly spun into a whirlwind. The wind howled in Mu Yanyu's ears the moment she was thrown from the winged beast.
As she fell, her arms tightened desperately around the cloth bundle that held the fox. Panic froze her movements for an instant.
"KYRIAN!!"
She screamed, stretching one arm toward Kyrian, who was quickly becoming more and more distant.
Her scream was swallowed by the air, while despair surged in her mind. But the instinct to survive spoke louder.
She remembered the token she had received. Quickly, with trembling hands, she grabbed it, shutting her eyes tightly. It was the only thing she could rely on now.
Then, energy emanated from the token, followed by a sudden sensation of slowing down. When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing on the forest floor.
She was slightly dazed but completely unscathed. The token in her hand had disintegrated. Taken by the wind.
