In the dim light of the basement, the once-proud Yu Xuan lay lifelessly on the cold stone floor. His body was battered and bruised, the marks of a harsh punishment inflicted upon him by the emperor himself. Sev, who had come down to the basement in search of spare iron, froze in shock at the sight before him. The sound of Sev's gasp echoed through the empty space, and without hesitation, he sprinted towards Yu Xuan's motionless form. Dropping to his knees, he desperately tried to wake him.

they had been friends for years..he couldn’t lose him.