My Costar climbs the wall of memory
Looking out the dark, sand-covered wasteland doesn't get them any closer to finding Si Wang, or whatever remains of Modu.
"Which way?" Yao Shen asks.
Xin Hulei looks ahead, and then turns to look behind him. "We should be facing the gates from this director, so, if we keep going forward, eventually, we'll stumble on what's left of the city."
That sounds like the only thing they have to go out on, so Yao Shen says nothing and starts walking forward, Xin Hulei and Tan Liansi silently flanking him.
He can't even imagine how it must be for them, to return after such a long absence, and to find not even e destructed wreck, but nothing at all, as if their entire city, their entire world, was wiped clean from the face of the Underworld.
The howling winds keep beating around them, picking up strength with each step. Yao Shen wraps his arms around himself tighter.