...Is this... really the human world?
Jin Xueli hid behind the rooftop machine room, squeezing her eyes shut amid her own heavy gasps, trying to stop her vision from swimming in a dizzying flux of light and shadow.
One of her shoulders burned with a searing pain. She'd slammed it against something when she'd rolled to dodge an attack, tearing her clothes. Fabric and gravel were now pressed into the raw flesh of her wound.
She rubbed her eyes a few times. When she opened them again, her vision had stabilized. Not daring to waste another half-second, she scrambled to her feet and ran.
As for the wound, cleaning it was out of the question. Jin Xueli couldn't even stay in one spot for more than a few seconds—because four head-like balloons floated in the sky, leaving no blind spots on the entire rooftop for her to hide in.
