'I can break through tonight. Just a little meditation, a good meal, and I'll hit Stage 6. Eat your heart out, Inner Sect geniuses!'
She turned back to her ragged squad.
Tang Bo was slumped on the ground, and the Class 6 guys looked like zombies.
Princess Ling'er, currently riding piggyback on one of the larger boys, since Ji'an had to keep her hands free for combat, looked miserable, her face smeared with dirt.
"Alright, squad," Ji'an clapped her hands, her voice carrying the cheerful authority of a camp counsellor. "Drop your gear. We've completed the major quests. We are making camp here for the night. And looking at you lot... You all smell like wet badger."
"We've been running through swamps all day, Senior Brother," a guard groaned. "Of course we stink."
"Exactly," Ji'an pointed at the glowing river. "Which is why it is bath time."
