Chapter 7: A new friend? Or one simply forgotten?
Feng Jiao Xue warily looks at the smoke, her guards up. In the face of new danger, all her pain was numbed and forgotten by her brain. An instinctive defence mechanism whenever she senses danger. A bad one in certain circumstances as she needed reminders of them during fights but not this time.
It was like the part of her brain that senses pain shut down.
She immediately went on guard as silver needles appeared between her fingers, like a cat extracting her claws.
Her body won't be able to handle an escape so the only choice she has is to attack.
She may not be able to cultivate but that does not mean she doesn't have the means to protect herself.
She lived with death since she was little. She always has means to protect and defend herself.
Her smile twitched a little remembering all of her favourite toys that could destroy a city in a minute suddenly disappearing, especially her lovely particle gun.
Even so, her guard was never lowered.
She assumed a defensive posture as the smoke, now more like silvery mist formed a figure of a giant flaming bird.
Red as flames, no seemingly made of red and slivers of golden flames flew and soars in front of her.
The presence of the... bird, magnificent, majestic and... Feng Jiao Xue poised to attack, getting on her feet crouched, like a coiled snake ready to strike down a prey. Dangerous. Her mind supplied.