Only after moving Moon Shadow to a shaded spot beneath the snow mound did Yin Chao carefully examine her injuries.
She was alive through sheer willpower alone.
The wound in her side was so deep that almost all her internal organs were exposed.
He could not retrieve any healing supplies from his storage space. After entering this world, they had become ordinary people who could rely only on their physical stats.
Moon Shadow took off her coat and used the last of her strength to tie it tightly around her waist.
Yin Chao stood to one side, able only to watch, utterly unable to help.
He was deeply worried about her condition, yet knew that worrying would accomplish nothing.
"What you said just now... something you wanted more than staying alive..."
Yin Chao could not help asking, but he never quite managed to finish the sentence.
They waited like that for a moment before Moon Shadow spoke first.
"Only you can do it."
Her words were firm. She lay on the snow stained red with her blood, looking into Yin Chao's eyes.
"Perhaps it's very selfish, but when you see the other person, you'll understand what I want to do..."
Moon Shadow's eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and her voice grew softer and softer.
"Please, Yin Chao. Please..."
Then her breathing, growing ever fainter, stopped.
Yin Chao stood up in a daze, recalling the first time he had met Moon Shadow.
Like the vivid red in the snow, she had been a bewitching rose.
People had said her name was Moon Shadow, the Miracle Squad's prophet.
If prophecy was an astonishing gift, it had given its bearer many chances to survive perilous situations.
But it had also brought far more helpless sorrow when faced with loss and inevitable