"My friend flew upwards, he had just taken off, and suddenly there was a blur, and I couldn't see him anymore!"
The man's voice tightened, as if he had returned to that frightening moment, re-entering the suffocating mist.
"In that instant, he vanished right before my eyes, without a sound or trace!"
"I was terrified at the time, afraid to stay alone. As I was about to fly up too, the mist above suddenly shook violently, then returned to calm again."
"I was scared and crouched under a tree root, not daring to move. Then something fell from the sky, and when I looked closely, it was the upper half of my friend's body."
Carson Flores and Kaelithra Nixon were captivated by his story.
Killing happens all too often in adventure tales, whether by Demonic Beasts or other cultivators, but never in this bizarre manner.
