"Splash!"
A capture net enveloped a powerless Black Rider member, directly tossed into the small pagoda obscured by trees.
"What is thi... Aye, damn it!"
Inside the splendid pagoda, the dazed Evil Cultivator hadn't reacted yet, and was immediately hit on the head by another lump tossed in, making his brain buzz.
Once he steadied himself and took a closer look, he found that the lump was no different from himself, also clad in a black robe, wearing a black iron mask, trapped in an ordinary net.
Although cushioned somewhat and not directly hitting the ground, the other person was badly injured, curled up and motionless, only letting out faint groans.
"Hey! Wake up!" The initially extremely weak Evil Cultivator, faced with adversity and aching all over, was completely awakened.
Thinking he had help, he whispered, "Quick, help me untangle this broken net, we need to figure out what's happening, where we are... umm umm!"
He hadn't finished his words when another person dropped in!
