Fire Dragon Head
"A furry creature!" Old Man Mo whispered. "What's that?" he continued while looking at a creature that looked like a giant bear, which was sleeping curled up. Its position was transverse to prevent them from entering.
"Perhaps the guard of here," Ying Hua replied. "Keep calm and let's infiltrate quickly!"
Agreed! They turned bodies into airborne particles again, then floated up, down the dark ceiling illuminated by Old Man Mo's firelight.
In an instant, they had arrived at the steps, which looked like a stage that was not too high. In the center was a kind of protrusion made of carved white stone. On it was an iron box, which was tightly closed as if it was holding something.
"There must be something tucked away here," Ying Hua said. "But how do we keep the creature from not awakening?"
"Does it matter, Princess?"