Twenty-one, in its small cat form, was about to say something when it suddenly arched its back, its fur standing on end. "Quick, use Invisibility! Someone's coming."
Feng San Niang was startled. Before she could say another word, Tang Wen grabbed her hand. A moment later, she felt as if a cold, light veil had been draped over her, sending a faint chill through her body.
Her vision shifted. She felt detached from the world around her, yet everything still seemed within arm's reach.
"This way."
Ignoring the thunderclouds overhead, Tang Wen led Feng San Niang up the black mountain.
CRUNCH. CRUNCH.
They had been climbing for less than half a minute.
A mouse the size of a goat, its eyes glinting with a scarlet light, sniffed around the spot they had just left.
"This doesn't seem like a Sixth Grade Tracking Mouse, does it?" Feng San Niang was no Beastmaster, but as a prodigy of the Commerce Association, she had a discerning eye.
