三十三 (Thirty-Three)

"Welcome to the Tiantang Dao, the Island of Paradise." I drop them from my talons.

I transform back into my old self. I let out a breath. Jiang Cheng looks like he's going to throw up.

"Oops. Sorry." I whack him with a spear. 

"This place... is beautiful." Yanli says. 

"Do not be fooled by its appearance." I say.

I know Han Yo's tricks. Seven months under his control. I can't imagine what that is. I know Han Yo is sick. 

"Time can take a heavy toll." I mutter.

"What?" Lan Zhan asks.

"Nothing." I turn.

"Where are you going?" Yanli asks.

"I only can get you here, but... you're on your own." I say.

This place is not what it seems. I fear he is already too far deep into Han Yo's clutches. He might already have forgotten everything. He might already be a prisoner to Han Yo. Han Yo's mind is already deep. His vines are breaking Wei Ying slowly and slowly. It's a bad situation. I form wings on my back.

"Lan Zhan? A word." I say.

"What is it?" He asks coming over. 

I put my wing behind us so they couldn't hear.

"You are facing off with a God, Han Yo. Do not fall prey to his tricks like... Wei Ying." I say.

His eyes widen. I look down and I see his hands were shaking.

"Let's just say I can feel him. He's fading. Han Yo is controlling him evermore. This is very dangerous." I say.

"I'm ready for it." He says.

"Just how far are you willing to go?" I ask.

"As far as it takes." He answers.

"Good." I say.

I pull my wing back. I shoot up into the sky.

"Good luck!" I call.


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