Outside Lotus Cave.
Wukong stood thirty feet from the entrance.
Behind him, Little White Dragon stood with his spear in hand, while Sha Wujing supported the old fox, holding the Golden Rope.
The old fox's face was ashen. Flashes of green light flowed from the Golden Rope into her body.
Wukong stared at the stone door, arms folded across his chest, and jerked his chin. "Little White Dragon, go knock!"
Ao WujI nodded without a word, stepped forward, and swept his silver spear across.
Bang!
The stone door shuddered violently, scattering loose fragments of rock.
Inside the cave.
The little demon guarding the entrance scrambled into the inner chamber.
"Report! Great King, someone's attacking our door!"
Gold Horn sat cross-legged on a stone bed, his eyes half closed, one palm pressed against Silver Horn's back as he channeled energy into him to heal his wounds.
He waved a hand without even raising his eyelids.
"Let him smash it. That monkey has a fiery temper. He's only venting his anger. Guard the entrance and ignore him."
The little demon knelt on the ground, trembling violently, his voice shaking.
"But, Great King... there are four of them outside! One's being held up by that big dark fellow. I saw her clearly. She's... she's the old madam from Dragon-Pressing Cave!"
Gold Horn's movements faltered, but he did not withdraw his hand.
Silver Horn's eyes flew open. He pushed Gold Horn's hand away, sprang off the stone bed, and fixed the little demon with a deadly stare. "You dare spout such nonsense?!"
"I wouldn't dare make it up!"
The little demon banged his forehead against the flagstones. "You sent me to fetch the old madam before the New Year, Great King. I know what she looks like!"
Silver Horn's face went white.
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