[Her partner is a cat. It's. He pauses in his steps, once again thrown by what's happening. The cat is definitely defending her. Maybe it's a familiar. Maybe a spiritual cat or...something. He blinks down at the cat and then, with a slightly dazed incredulous tone responds—] I'm not going to hurt her. I don't even know who you people are.
[He brings his gaze back up to the girl then, his brow furrowed. Girl goddess with a cat familiar. She doesn't know anything. She just...stumbled in and saw him...saw him slaughtering a house full of people. Probably. She's...she's trying to do good, he thinks. Trying to help someone in need.
Wei Ying's exhaustion catches up with him suddenly and he lets himself fall to his knees. If she's a threat to him then it'll only be because he deserves it, but...that's alright. As long as the Wen don't escape justice.]
Why...[The echo is hollow, his eyes unfocused. The smoke makes him tear up but he blinks them away.]
They're mercenaries and thugs. They killed—[His voice breaks and the flames catch in his eyes, turning them red even as he pauses to swallow past the lump in his throat.
These days, cultivations sects didn't always live in one compound like they did in ancient times. Sometimes the younger ones lived with their parents nearby and the older students often had their own apartments. Only the blood family always stayed together, and the few students who chose to board. But the Wen had come deliberately during training. They had made sure as many disciples were present as possible. Most of the youngest juniors were there that day.]
Everyone. My parents. The students. [A bright hysterical laugh bubbles out of his throat and he brings up a hand to stifle it.] There were so many kids...
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[He brings his gaze back up to the girl then, his brow furrowed. Girl goddess with a cat familiar. She doesn't know anything. She just...stumbled in and saw him...saw him slaughtering a house full of people. Probably. She's...she's trying to do good, he thinks. Trying to help someone in need.
Wei Ying's exhaustion catches up with him suddenly and he lets himself fall to his knees. If she's a threat to him then it'll only be because he deserves it, but...that's alright. As long as the Wen don't escape justice.]
Why...[The echo is hollow, his eyes unfocused. The smoke makes him tear up but he blinks them away.]
They're mercenaries and thugs. They killed—[His voice breaks and the flames catch in his eyes, turning them red even as he pauses to swallow past the lump in his throat.
These days, cultivations sects didn't always live in one compound like they did in ancient times. Sometimes the younger ones lived with their parents nearby and the older students often had their own apartments. Only the blood family always stayed together, and the few students who chose to board. But the Wen had come deliberately during training. They had made sure as many disciples were present as possible. Most of the youngest juniors were there that day.]
Everyone. My parents. The students. [A bright hysterical laugh bubbles out of his throat and he brings up a hand to stifle it.] There were so many kids...