𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 !

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reacting fast, you and your brothers jump back, ready to attack, but they are pushed back even further by a palm force originating from the flame realm.

attempting to counter it, all four brothers push it back with the same technique, but the outcome only doubles back.

they stagger as soon as they hit the ground, not expecting who they thought was white rat to be so strong.

luckily, you'd avoided yi zaha's offense by simply stepping to the side.

(L+ratio+im better than u)

"brothers, i wi—"

before you could finish your command, zaha charges towards red snake, hitting all his acupuncture points with accuracy.

unable to move, red snake could only let yi zaha take off his mask, the latter placing it on top of white rat's mask.

"do not pester me any further. the problem will be solved once either me or the great raksha dies from our battle, so why are you making things difficult?"

slowly sneaking out, you take the opportunity while they are distracted with yi zaha and red snake to slip away and help your master.

it isn't obvious but the seal is beginning to feel your betrayal. with every second that passed it slowly—very slowly began to spread that excruciating pain throughout your veins.

but with every second you use your qinggong, the pain furthers, the spread quickening.

you cough out blood, the substance leaking out of your mask as you stumble, the black dots beginning to envelope your vision.

will i die?

you force yourself to continue sprinting as four words replay in your head like a broken radio.

obey the great rakshasa.

your consciousness slips away.

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when you wake up, you're still in the forest on the way to the ignoble clan's home.

the pain is still there, but you're well enough to run again.

the walls of the clan's territory are near, so it doesnt take you long to reach where you can feel the great rakshasa's internal energy surging through the air.

it's suffocating, and you can feel the seal in your body reacting.

again, you cough out blood, the said liquid dripping out of your mask as you watch your master get headbutted in the face repeatedly by yi zaha.

"master." you force out, knowing that if you simply stood there and watched, the seal might completely damage your soul.

"sister mantis!"

white rooster comes to your aid, seeing you stagger and watching the blood dripping from your chin and soaking the clothes you wore.

turn towards the two men, yi zaha already having took off his masks and your master on the floor, his internal energy completely extracted with a bloodied face and a broken nose.

"yi..zaha.." the great rakshasa's voice is quivering, pitiful as his dying soul causes yours to feel the same pain is he is. (quite literally.)

"sister mantis, are you alright?" tiger pats your shoulder, his voice worried.

you nod, not having the energy to speak.

for a moment, you meet yi zaha's eyes before looking to your master, who—was previously looking as if he had the while world taken from him—suddenly grins at you.