Crossing the Winds

"Xiao blinked stupidly, but before even getting the chance to respond-not even a stammering, flustered reply that probably would have only enticed Wanderer to chuckle-he felt a sense of impending danger from behind him, and he whirled around, his eyes looking at nothing but pure, dark air.

That shimmered.

And then the air cracked and split open like a fresh wound, like some unseeable force just decided to tear apart the very space of this world, revealing a gaping rift dark and filled to the brim with shadows. It pulled at their bodies and at the earthy-toned grass like a whirlpool in the sea, trying to pull water into it."

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