Battle on the Open Plains, Part III

“Huff… haaaah… huff…”

Hou Jingshu took deep, heavy breaths as she stared at the pillar ascending into the sky. The black and white light swirled together, never mixing, but instead, creating two very distinct colors that combined to resemble a helix. Yōuměi stood beside her, also staring into the pillar.

“Did we get him?” asked the cat.

“Was that it…?” a voice said from inside the pillar. A person emerged seconds later. His body was singed and his hair looked a little burnt, but he was otherwise unharmed.

“I guess that answers your question,” Hou Jingshu muttered. Despite what should have been a frustrating situation, she was grinning. Her heart was pounding. This man had taken one of her strongest attacks and survived. She felt so excited.