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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