The Fight With Myself

Lin Sanjiu sat on the ground, looking at Yu Yuan dully.

Silvan and Meme rushed over and came to her side after they heard the noise that scattered the mist. Their gazes landed on the human body under the glow of the torchlight and neither said a word.

It was Yu Yuan's back that almost tripped Lin Sanjiu. The circle of light from the torchlight revealed his prone form on the ground amid the thick mist. His legs were in a kneeling position and were curved under his body, his hands laid straight in front. 

The silence continued to grow as they all stared at him.

"W-What is he doing? Isn't he the big brother who came out just now? Is… is he still alive?" Meme spoke up first, shattering the silence with his shaking voice. Carrying a bag of equipment that was much bigger and taller than himself, Meme's body was taut like a tightly wound spring. He gripped the strap of the bag firmly while fixiating his eyes on Yu Yuan.