[SAKURA]
The battalion paused.
All of it.
And for a moment, there was dead silence.
Not even the birds and the insects of the night dared to let out a sound as their heads lifted up to stare at the one thing that no one knew how to react to.
Maybe it was an illusion, a game to prey on the enemy's worst fears to make it a reality. Maybe it was a way to make things better, a way to make Doiwa turn back and go home.
Maybe.
But what if it wasn't?
The faint olive scent that Liu had come with wasn't making it any better.
Especially for the good doctor.
"Sakura… there you are, my sweet, precious, crazy Sakura," Liu's voice interrupted the silence with a thunder and hunger that many felt to their core.
Something was happening.
Something that neither of them dared to voice, because in times like these, even breathing was considered an act of rebellion.
So, they held their breaths as Liu flew with a woman in her arms, dangling, bleeding, and her blood dripping on the warriors.
