Struggling

In this situation Thale remembers the words of the old man he grew up with as a kid, the cultivator world is a cruel place, sometimes you kill for no reason sometimes you are killed for no reason, and faith can sometimes be funny hahaha.

Thale stood in the dark, echoing cave, his body tense with adrenaline as the voice echoed through the cavern. The words of the old man he had grown up with came flooding back to him, each syllable ringing with a haunting truth. He remembered the man's wrinkled face, the way his eyes had twinkled with mirth even as he spoke of the brutal world of cultivators.