They stumbled into the pavilion.
Despite it being a large structure, it was open to the elements through arched entrances on all four sides.
The storm howled through the wind tunnels it created, stinging ice whipping down the corridors and debris blowing across the smooth floors.
Meili huddled against the wall in terror, covering her face with her hands to protect it from the whip-like sleet.
She felt Bai Li move to cover her. He stood with his legs apart and used his body to shelter hers. Covering her entirely, he placed his arms on either side of her head, pressing his hands and forearms against the wall.
He kept a careful inch between them, but Meili tucked her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist in a desperate embrace, thoughtless of the consequences as she feared for her life.