The stone creatures stopped at the edge of the light, their rocky bodies reflecting the faint glow. They made no sound, no shrieks like the Lin Xiao, only the occasional grinding of stone against stone as他们 moved slightly.
It was a silent, menacing standoff.
Jian raised his machete, his knuckles white. He was prepared to fight, but his face showed he knew the odds were stacked against us.
I realized that the fused sculpture’s power was somehow different here. It had helped me against the Lin Xiao, creatures of the forest. Would it work against these beings of stone and mountain?
I instinctively raised the sculpture, pointing it at the stone creatures.
The light from the sculpture brightened slightly, but it didn’t seem to have the same devastating effect it had on the Lin Xiao. The stone creatures flinched, but they didn’t disintegrate or retreat.
They seemed… unaffected.
A wave of despair washed over me. The very thing that saved me in the rain forest was useless here?
The stone creatures began to advance again, slowly, inexorably.