As the sixth oil lamp brightened at Motan's feet, the once eerie mansion hall suddenly became brilliantly lit, while the owner of those gigantic eyes behind the window muttered incoherently before slowly fading into the air.
Of course, since Motan was standing at a blind spot from the eyes' view, he never found out until the end what that threat outside, which he absolutely couldn't afford to provoke, really was.
For him and Feather Song, these two intruders, 'survival' was the main theme in those previous minutes. Without strong power as a foundation, Motan never considered risking his life just to glimpse the majesty of whatever was outside.
Though he never minded taking risks to achieve his goals, he would never allow himself to die too cheaply.
"Well, aside from the door still being stuck, the relatively dangerous act seems to have drawn to a close,"
