"Help... save me, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
A piercing wail suddenly shattered the deathly silence.
An old man with hair and beard all white appeared, his upper body wrapped in a blood-stained light blue tattered cloth,
Dragging his only remaining leg, leaving a glaring trail of blood on the cobblestones.
His bony fingers clawed desperately at the ground, nails splintering, yet he was oblivious, still clawing desperately towards Lu Xuan.
"You are the Crown Prince of the Wen Jing Dynasty!"
In mid-air, an old woman with only half a skull floated eerily, her decaying face contorted into a spiteful expression, "The future emperor... Your Majesty... How can you stand by and do nothing?"
"We are your subjects..."
"Your Majesty, please do not leave your people, come and face the darkness with us..."
"I don't want to die... there are evil things here... help!"
Countless wails and resentful voices echoed, as if being in a hell of despair.
