"Brother Lee! Where are we going?" They left the cage and crawled behind another wall, when Xiao Lian already forgot the last instruction.
"I need to find my bag!" Lee whispered back.
His first impulse was to look for a way out, but in the backpack was the sect's token and the spatial bag. After meditating through the day he realized he didn't want to start everything from scratch again.
Currently he was bleeding and the wound hurt. It wasn't just deep – Xiao Lian's sword stabbed right through him, but despite that he wasn't willing to leave the backpack behind.
After getting past the wall and vaulting over another one, it became clear why no one arrived to help the guard. There were sounds of someone fighting in the ruins and the bandits were rushing about, trying to organize a proper resistance.
