I ran out of the art gallery. The sky outside was bright once again, but it was still filled with dust to the point where I could barely see the sun. 

A robot flew down from the hazy sun and landed before me. It extended its hands and hugged me immediately. The shield fell into place above my head and I reached out to hold its neck. It took off instantly, showing Xing Chuan’s thunderous way of working, always acting without hesitation. 

The Spirit Prince kept running beneath us. He leaped onto the tree vines that climbed up the walls of the tall building, watching me leave from far away while he stood at the highest point. He watched me until I couldn’t see him anymore.

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