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Hills' face appeared like a shattered spider's web, cracking in fine lines, with blood flowing along the fissures like countless rivers in a wild rush. The trend suggested it was only going to get worse; the blood continued to stream, gradually obscuring her features. At that moment, my heart felt as if it were lodged in my throat, paralyzed by horror. I began to panic, a deep-seated fear creeping into my mind. Suddenly, another force within me reminded me that the person before me was Hills, and I could not abandon her. Eventually, this force overcame my own trepidation.
I mustered my courage, trying to keep Hills calm. I grabbed her hand, intending to lead her away from this place. But just then, a sudden change occurred; the Long Bridge shook violently. I lost my footing and fell to the ground once more.
Yet Hills remained like a nail driven into the Long Bridge—shaking but not falling.
Hills was calm, showing no signs of panic.
Meanwhile, I struggled to maintain my balance, frantically dealing with the chaos around me. The Long Bridge swayed dramatically, and I couldn't control my body. My heart raced with urgency as I felt Hills' blood touch my fingertips; I sensed its warmth rapidly turning cold.
I wanted to take Hills away from here and find a way to save her, but given the current situation, I felt utterly powerless.
Suddenly, I heard a creaking sound—first one, then a series of them. Boards began to lift, and the iron chains groaned under pressure. The wind howled around us as my pupils dilated in fear; it felt as if the Long Bridge was about to collapse.
Sure enough, just as I feared, one end of the Long Bridge slowly tore apart right at the boundary between Hills and me.
I mentally urged myself not to panic; the more urgent the situation became, the less I should lose my composure. Suddenly, Hills moved, and my heart felt as if it were caught by a hook. I hurriedly shouted, "Hills, don't move."
Hills looked down at me with a dazed expression; her face was completely covered in blood now. Her black hair danced in the wind while her body seemed to float like a drifting weed.
My voice echoed in the chaos because Hills seemed not to notice at all.
At that moment, the railing of Long Bridge was blown away, and a loud tearing sound echoed, shaking my very soul.
I tried to stand up and stabilize Hills' emotions.
"Hills, it's me, I'm Old Sun."
But it had little effect; Hills seemed to be on the brink of collapse yet oddly calm. I lost focus for a few moments, and it was during this time that Long Bridge suddenly snapped. The cold wind crashed against me like a giant wave, and an overwhelming chill made me shiver uncontrollably.
The instinct for survival kicked in, prompting me to grab the iron cable used to secure the wooden planks on the bridge.
After Long Bridge broke apart, the tremendous impact caused half of it to slam against the cliff. My body was jolted by the collision, and in that instant, it felt as if my chest was pressed against a furnace. A strong burning sensation surged through me, followed by a piercing pain that spread throughout my body, nearly making me lose my grip. I let out a scream, a warmth surged in my throat, and I spat out a mouthful of blood.
I must have injured my internal organs, I concluded in my mind.
Once my body stabilized, my gaze immediately searched for Hills' location. Ah! That flame had not yet extinguished.
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