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Qu Si Yang stood resolutely in front of Xuan Yang, the dagger piercing deeply into her shoulder, instantly staining her clothes with bright red blood, a shocking sight.
Xuan Yang's eyes widened in fury as he rushed to embrace Qu Si Yang, feeling a chill surge from his feet to the top of his head. It felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his heart, making it nearly impossible to breathe.
"Si Yang! Are you okay?" he asked, his voice trembling, filled with fear and helplessness, a stark contrast to his usual calm demeanor.
The excruciating pain drained the color from Qu Si Yang's face, beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Yet, she gritted her teeth against the pain and said to Xuan Yang, "Hurry... go! I can hold on! Don't worry about me, just leave!"
The ability user watching them revealed a sinister smile, licking his lips like a bloodthirsty beast. He lunged at Xuan Yang again, declaring, "Want to escape? Not so easy! You both will die here today!"
Fury ignited in Xuan Yang's eyes as a powerful force erupted from within him, like a slumbering dragon awakened, carrying an overwhelming momentum.
"Reverse Control!"
He roared, and the power of Shadow Puppet activated instantly, wrapping around the ability user's body like invisible tentacles.
Suddenly, the ability user felt his body go out of control, as if an unseen force was manipulating him. In horror, he realized that the dagger in his hand had turned against him, plunging toward his own chest.
"No... no!" he screamed in agony, trying to stop this horrifying scene, but it was all in vain.
With a sickening sound, the dagger pierced through his chest, blood gushing out and splattering onto the surrounding grass, creating a bizarre and bloody tableau.
"Ah!" he cried out in despair as his body fell heavily to the ground like a broken kite, his Dual Eyes wide open, lifeless.
Xuan Yang could not afford to pay him any mind. He carefully picked up Qu Si Yang and quickly left the scene, fearing that the shadow forces might have more tricks up their sleeves.
The other team members saw this and abandoned any thoughts of teamwork; they scattered like frightened birds seeking safety.
Xuan Yang took Qu Si Yang into a hidden cave. The entrance was narrow but opened up into a spacious interior. He gently laid Qu Si Yang on a flat stone and retrieved bandages and medicine from his emergency kit to carefully tend to her wound.
Although Qu Si Yang's injury was serious, fortunately it had not hit any vital areas, which eased Xuan Yang's worries slightly.
Looking at her pale face filled him with guilt and self-reproach. He held her hand tightly and spoke in a low hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Si Yang. It's all my fault for dragging you into this. If it weren't for me..."
Qu Si Yang managed a weak smile and shook her head to interrupt him. "Foolishness! What are you saying? We're teammates; we should help each other. Besides, if it weren't for you, I might have died long ago. Do you remember when we first entered the forest? If you hadn't saved me from that mutated wolf..." She paused as if recalling something terrifying, a flicker of fear crossing her eyes.
Xuan Yang tightly grasped her hand, his heart filled with emotion and warmth. He knew he could no longer run away; he had to grow stronger to protect those he loved and to survive in this cruel world.
After a brief rest, Xuan Yang decided to move forward. He understood that the trial was not yet over; he had to find the Heart of the Puppet Master to truly take control of his destiny and gain greater power.
Gently, he lifted Qu Si Yang onto his back and left the cave, heading deeper into the forest, his figure gradually disappearing among the dense foliage.
Deep within the Sunset Forest, danger lurked at every turn, like a massive beast with a gaping maw, quietly waiting for its prey to arrive.
The thick trees blocked out the sun, making it difficult for light to penetrate. Only scattered patches of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, and the air was filled with a damp chill, mingled with the scent of decaying leaves and earth.
Xuan Yang advanced cautiously, each step taken with great care. He remained alert to the sounds around him, unwilling to let his guard down for even a moment.
He knew that members of the Shadow Force were likely nearby, lurking like venomous snakes ready to strike at any moment.
Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound, as if something was approaching. In the stillness of the forest, it seemed particularly jarring.
He immediately halted, holding his breath and standing as still as a stone, straining to listen carefully for the source of the noise.
The sound grew closer and clearer, almost right beside him.
Xuan Yang felt an overwhelming sense of pressure, as if invisible eyes were watching him, sending chills down his spine.
He realized he was surrounded, like prey caught in a trap encircled by hungry wolves.
Several dark figures emerged from the woods, ghostly and silent, surrounding Xuan Yang completely.
They wore black cloaks and menacing masks; their sharp weapons glinted coldly in the dappled sunlight, exuding an aura of chilling malice that sent shivers down one's spine.
"Who are you?" Xuan Yang asked coldly, his voice laced with caution and wariness.
"Heh heh, we are here to take your life," one of the shadows replied in a hoarse and eerie voice, like a demon from hell.
"The Shadow Force!" Xuan Yang's heart sank as he recognized their identity; these people were indeed relentless.
"You've got some skill, kid. To escape from us and even kill one of our own," another shadow said. "But this time, you won't be so lucky."
Xuan Yang knew that he had truly fallen into a desperate situation; a fierce battle was inevitable.
His Shadow Puppet was powerful, but facing so many formidable enemies left him feeling overwhelmed, especially since he was also carrying the injured Qu Si Yang.
"Hmph, you think it's that easy to kill me?" Xuan Yang snorted coldly, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. He was ready to fight to the death.
He summoned his Shadow Puppet, and a black figure identical to him appeared at his side, prepared to engage in a life-or-death struggle against the enemies.
"Overestimating yourself! With your pathetic skills, you think you can fight us? What a joke!" one shadow sneered, his tone dripping with disdain and mockery. He swung his weapon and charged at Xuan Yang with lightning speed.
The other shadows also sprang into action, coordinating seamlessly as they launched a fierce assault on Xuan Yang from all directions. In an instant, the air was filled with flashing blades and an overwhelming aura of killing intent.
Xuan Yang commanded his Shadow Puppet to fend off the attacks. He constantly shifted his position to evade their strikes while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
However, the sheer number of enemies was too great, their strength overwhelming, and their teamwork impeccable. His Shadow Puppet gradually began to falter, sustaining injuries along the way.
At that moment, a shadow suddenly appeared behind Xuan Yang. The dagger in his hand glinted coldly like a venomous snake as it silently lunged toward Xuan Yang's back.
Danger!
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