He hated that weak part of himself, he hated the reality that they were the last dragons left and feared the thought of losing even the only hope he had.
The destinied mate he hadn't yet found.
"Please… just look at me."
The thing that had been in his hands just minutes ago was gone, leaving a cold wind in his heart.
Still… it was still okay.
"Where did you go? Where? Where are you?"
Frustrated at not finding him, Iseul slammed his fist against a nearby wall.
The sound of crumbling dust and small stones falling from above echoed around him.
"Get away from there!"
"Huh? —!"
He spun around at the sudden shout, but in the next moment, a massive rumbling shook the ground and a wall seemed to surge forward barreling straight at him.
...
Qiong Xing kept moving forward blindly even though he doesn't know where to go.
Then he heard the sound of something collapsing nearby.
Thinking it might be the cracked wall from earlier, he cautiously peeked to check and froze.
