[ Xue Yang unsheathes Jiangzai and hitches the sheath under his bad arm to carry it there, transferring his bad hand into Xingchen's; his skin is cold and his arm tense, but he needs his right one to wield his sword with any accuracy. ]
Together, on three.
[ 'Three' is almost simultaneous for the two of them and the skeleton nearest as it bolts after them. Xue Yang rushes up the stairs with Xingchen in-hand, guiding him around the gaping maw of the black holes that lead to who-knows-where, hurrying up the broad staircase. ]
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Together, on three.
[ 'Three' is almost simultaneous for the two of them and the skeleton nearest as it bolts after them. Xue Yang rushes up the stairs with Xingchen in-hand, guiding him around the gaping maw of the black holes that lead to who-knows-where, hurrying up the broad staircase. ]