Tristan was on the verge of losing his wits.
'F*ck! F*ck! WHAT AM I SEEING RIGHT NOW??! S-She…. she's releasing fire… coming from her bare hands!'
The scene unfolding in front of him bounced around his head, first in disbelief, then in shock and finally, in fright.
'What the hell? I am not dreaming, right? Fire coming out of her hand?! F*ck! What kind of creature is she?'
His brain was unable to function from both shock and fright. After a while, Tristan stepped back, trying to get away from Zhen-Zhen as far as possible.
However, moving backward was a great mistake. Tristan didn't notice that he was already approaching the cliff edge behind him.
That's the moment, Zhen-Zhen looked up only to see Tristan walking away from her with his pale complexion.
"Tristan…" she called him.
Upon hearing her voice, Tristan jerked away, frightened. Because of that he accidentally tripped on his ankle. His body slid in the ground towards the cliff edge.
