With a cold snort from the Crow Tengu, the Ten Grip Sword was raised again. A column of fire descended from the sky, piercing diagonally through Ginza and burning a gaping hole through several buildings, disrupting the operation of the Qingqiu Fantasy Land.
In a series of whimpering cries, a staggering little fox emerged from the void. Half of its fur was scorched, and it leaned against her leg, softly whimpering.
"Alright, alright, I know." Ye Xueya picked it up and gently stroked it. "Tell everyone there's no need to push themselves too hard. I'll cover the rear; start retreating now. Granny Su won't blame us."
The little fox licked her fingers lightly, hopped down, and after limping a few steps, it looked back at her, wanting to join her. But all it saw was Ye Xueya waving her hand, smiling. "I'll follow shortly, don't worry."
The little fox whimpered softly, then vanished without a sound.
