"Stop talking nonsense!" snapped the man beside her with a loud voice. The three of them are Wan Lie, Xue Ning, and Ju Xian.
"No. I'm serious," said the girl, rubbing her face.
"How if they were which is among us?" she lamented with a completely terrified expression.
"I want to go home!" she shouted in frustration then turned toward the entrance of the moon pavilion.
"Hey. Wait. Where are you going?"
"I want to go home. I don't...I don't want to live here anymore. I want to go home," she cried again in a loud cry.
"Hey, wake up, there are no black witches in this world," said the man who had a bandage on his head.
"No. No. This...this message was written in blood," she moaned louder.
"I also heard that the guards of the royal prison of dungeon died last night," said one of the men again.
The woman ruffled her hair.