"Hong Li, how are you holding up?"
"I'm sorry, I don't think I can keep going. The rescue, the rescue is right ahead..."
Realizing that she was about to die, Hong Li still wanted to deceive Ao Long one last time.
Perhaps she really could make it through at this last moment.
"Let's go, let's accompany each other on this final stretch."
Ao Long didn't say much more, she wasn't a fool.
Whether or not they could make it out, she no longer harbored any hope. Anyway, it was right to make a final push.
She wrapped Hong Li with her tentacles that hadn't yet turned to ash and gathered strength in her other tentacles to thrust forward.
"I never thought we'd become comrades in life and death."
"I must have had my mind clouded by fat to have followed you here to find death."
"Yes, our relationship was never good."
To say that their relationship was not good was indeed a euphemism; they clearly harbored grudges against each other.