[The eye of the storm]

The crackling of the winds did nothing to ease the relentless pursuit Huo Feng was doing on Yu Zhúlín. Significant injuries already appeared on both of the two fighting contestants bodies but neither seemed to have noticed, nor wanted to stop. Their glowing eyes clashed almost eeriely against eachother.

And only those with keen senses were the only ones that could see their glowing eyes. Zhi Ruo in particular, felt odd watching the two fighting. Especially both of her senior brother's eyes, she felt that it was familiar of some type of way. But she could not out point why it was familiar.

Why would a pair of eyes, much less glowing ones at that, be familiar of some sort? Sadly enough, their wasn't a single Ye clan member around Zhi Ruo now, to teach her the significance of such keen observation. However, even though Zhi Ruo could not ask anybody now. It doesn't mean that she cannot ask later.

The girl stood up, and searched for Ravel amongst the crowd, her body was seen peeking out of