The sky was darkening!
What would happen when night fell?
The gray-clothed youth, his face contorted in terror, struggled to sit up. He first wiped the blood from his face to clear his vision, then sprang to his feet with the agility of a leaping carp.
"Night is falling!" he cried out, his gaze flickering around as he mumbled, "There was an insect explosion here, too. This is bad... We have to leave! Now!"
As he spoke, he lifted his foot to run, but as soon as he moved, his body twisted and he stumbled. He barely managed to stop himself, narrowly avoiding another fall.
Clearly, his body hadn't had time to recover completely.
The Fetal Breathing Saint Method hadn't failed him, but its effects seemed less miraculous here than in the outside world.
And without the Ganlin Healing Skill to replenish his Vitality—
