Purane antique room ke andar, Xiao Yi achanak jhatke se uth baitha. “...Huh? Main mara nahi?” Ye uske dimaag me aaya pehla khayal tha. Lekin agle hi pal uski nazar aas-paas ghoomi, aur uska expression thoda sa badal gaya. Ye jagah usne pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi. Bina ek second waste kiye usne reflex me haath zameen par tikaya aur turant uthne ki koshish ki. Ye uski body ki aadat thi. Ek top-tier killer ki instinct. Par jaise hi usne zor lagaya, uski baahu me tez dard ka jhatka daud gaya. Poora haath dheela pad gaya. “Damn… main itna weak kab se ho gaya?” Uski aankhon me confusion chamak uthi.
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