Seeing everything in front of her, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, covering her mouth and nose with one hand while brushing aside the bushes with the other.
After a night of intense fighting, even though the battlefield had been artificially cleaned up, one could still see the once crimson blood now turned black, and the air was filled with the nauseating stench of decay, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Jin should have had some consciousness left when she escaped the beastmen' search in the king city while badly wounded.
An Yao followed the trail of blood and finally spotted a figure covered in wounds near a cave overgrown with vines and thorns.
"Jin!"
Her heart tightened, and she rushed over, squatting down beside him and instinctively checking his breath.
Thankfully, he was still alive.
She let out a sigh of relief.