"Xiayat!"
Fisher and Moli hurried through the corridor ahead, and not far off, they faintly heard the urgent sound of galloping hooves—no doubt Xiayat was in that direction.
But the direction they had just come from was restless too, from the second floor of the treasure vault and the area behind them, a multitude of footsteps, dense as drumbeats, resounded continuously, accompanied by the unconscious, inhuman roars and shrieks, like a pure waltz from Hell.
To pinpoint Xiayat's exact location, Moli called out her name as she ran,
"Xiayat, where are you?!"
"Waaah! Hurry over! Help!"
Xiayat obviously heard Moli's shouts and responded. Fisher's gaze flickered, and he pinpointed the direction of the sound,
"Over there."
