"Waaah, waaah, waaah..."
When Lu Xin's voice came in from beneath Gaoshan City through the vibrations of mental power, an anxious and furious child's wailing suddenly rang out from the highest level of this enormous city. It came from a magnificent and noble building that resembled a palace, yet looked unfamiliar and cold because of its massive stones and hard, chilly patterns. Black vines writhed outside the building.
One of the vines extended to a tightly closed outer window. A swollen bud grew from its tip, then burst open, and a child emerged from within, only half a body visible, its surface covered in black particles as it wailed loudly.
"Why are you still crying?"
Unable to bear the noise, the pale-faced Black Queen sat beside a tall bronze mirror.
The black court dress she had worn was already undone, and the crown of thorns on her head had vanished. Her body looked thin, and her noble bearing had completely disappeared. She looked like nothing more than an ordinary woman who had suffered a heavy blow and learned to face reality.
She slowly combed her hair before the mirror. A distinct spiderweb-like crack ran across its surface.
Because of that crack, her reflection looked somewhat strange.
As she continued doing her hair, she glanced irritably out the window.
Every stroke of the comb pulled down a large handful of hair...
For that reason, her mood grew worse and worse, carrying a gloomy pressure like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
As if gloating, she looked toward the figure outside the window and said, "Do you still not understand?"
"There's no hope left at all."
"..."
"Waaah, waaah, waaah..."
The crying began again, like a child refusing to accept something and using its sobs to express its opposition and displeasure.