Chapter 81: A Dark and Windy Night
"Two streaks of purple energy, one called 'Purity', the other 'Inaction'."
"Great stuff," Gui added.
Zhao Rong was leaning on the desk, one hand propping his chin, the other playing with two "little fellows."
The two resembled purple comets with tails, now like two koi fish, swimming around the desk lamp, the only source of light in the room.
The dim orange light of the candle passed through their misty bodies, turning into a hazy purple light, "rampaging indiscriminately" in the room.
Outside the window was the cold moonlit night; inside, a dreamy interplay of yellow and purple light.
Watching the two ethereal streaks of purple, child-like in their demeanor.
Suddenly, Zhao Rong tried to catch the more active one. The little fellow dodged skillfully, slipping through his fingers like a comet circling his right hand and, en route, smugly extending a "comet tail" to provocatively brush against the back of Zhao Rong's hand.
The touch was cold and chilly.