Split Up Strategically

'Lead a team of humans and attack them?'

The sentence lingered in Lin Sanjiu's mind like a dazzling flame that kept her awake. 

The cloud of golden glow wrapped around the naked man like the amniotic fluid of a mother's womb. The exquisiteness of his perfectly chiseled body and flawless appearance froze at that moment. Floating in the air with his stiffened body and limbs, he had never been so close to being a sculpture before.

The Veda hovered in the opening of the white tower. A myriad of gold strands spread out from the center of the large and multifarious "pool." They waltzed in the air as if they had their own consciousness, and sidled and diffused into the surroundings.