The Scum Is Strong
"Hahh… hahhh… haaaa – " Feng Mo and Jing Kang panted as their sweat rolled down their cheek and fell on the floor. However, the drop of their sweat was immediately evaporated because of the scorching heat around them.
Inhale, exhale… the air was already heated up, and every time they breathed, their nose and mouth felt they were being burned, as well as their lungs. Their face was red, and their whole body was bathed in sweat.
After they used up all of the torches they had left, they immediately ran to another place, only for their heart to sink and face to pale when they saw the place was empty. Not even a speck of dust could be seen. They continued to run, hoping they'd see torches in the next place. However, there was none. Their only choice left is to run, hoping that the fireballs on their tail do not catch up to them.