Lu Yizhou's mind went blank as his gaze collided with those lovely golden eyes belonging to the pale youth. "You… How—"
For a second, he was actually confused at the reality in front of him. He had a preconceived notion that everything was just a test Pandora gave him, that the illusion had started ever since he stepped into Nightingale Prison. It was not until the warmth of a living person seeped through his thin clothes did he snap out of his stupor. He let go of Christian who immediately lost consciousness as soon as his head knocked the ground hard.
Seeing that he was no longer consumed in wrath, Pandora slowly loosened his hold and took a step back. Lu Yizhou turned to face him and could not help but rake his gaze all over the youth to confirm that he was indeed here, safe and sound. Living and warm-blooded, and definitely not as the bone skeletons he had seen in Z-level.
