Unhealthy

Late at night, deep in an ancient forest in the mountains.

A woman sat before a campfire, roasting a cleaned wild chicken.

She was about 1.7 meters tall, making her quite tall for a woman.

She was slender, wearing a beautiful off-the-shoulder, deep-purple chiffon dress. Its light, flowing hem fell around the middle of her calves, revealing her pale ankles above her strappy sandals.

Her shoulder-length, pale-purple hair curled at the ends, giving her an air of mystery.

She should have been the clear, graceful type, but a five-centimeter scar at the corner of her right eye, combined with her lonely, aloof bearing, gave her a sharp, icy air. She seemed dangerous and difficult to approach.

Beneath her right hand, which rested on a stone, she gripped a short blade about seventy centimeters long. She had never let go of it.

This person was Ying Li, a member of the Third Team, "Heavenly Punishment"!

As the iron skewer in her hand turned, fat visibly dripped from the wild chicken's cleaned skin, sending its aroma drifting all around.

It was clear that Ying Li was quite skilled at grilling.

About fifteen minutes later, just as the chicken was nearly done, a sharp glint suddenly flashed in Ying Li's brown eyes.

As the campfire flickered, the leaves around her stirred into the air.

She had vanished from the stone where she had been sitting. With incredible speed, she turned and charged toward the bushes behind her!

Clang-!

The next moment, the short blade in Ying Li's right hand was already out of its sheath.

Unlike traditional metal, the blade was made of a glittering purple crystal!

It was especially dazzling in the dark, carrying a strange air and an incomparable sharpness!

Whoosh-!

With Ying Li's practiced swing, a flash of purple light