bricks. The wind howled like wolves outside the broken temple, and Su Ci moved another piece of hard bread closer to her stomach. She was trapped in the corner, her heavy armor making movement difficult, especially in such a place.

Outside, footsteps shuffled, as if the skin of several taut wolves. "Who's there?!" a hoarse voice roared.

Suddenly, the door of the broken temple was kicked open. Three figures stood in the doorway, their faces hidden in shadows, but their eyes shone with an eerie light. They were clearly not ordinary people.

"Look, they're here," one of them said, pointing at Su Ci inside.

The three figures advanced, their movements swift and silent. Su Ci's heart pounded in her chest. She knew she couldn't rely on her iron armor to protect her alone in this situation.

As the figures got closer, Su Ci suddenly remembered something. She quickly took out a small vial from her armor and poured its contents on the ground. A bundle of glowing weeds appeared, emitting a faint light.