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As you're falling the ravine widens beneath you, and another plateau juts out from the cliffside - something you hadn't anticipated. You almost miss it as you hit the tilted surface there and roll several feet from where you landed, coughing and splattering your clothing with blood. Attempting to ignore the intense pain the best you can, your head rolls to the side. Although your vision is blurry, you can distinguish a shock of green hair. Xie Jianhong is standing a short distance away. There's a few, long moments of silence - maybe seconds or minutes, you can't tell, before he speaks up.
"Your grandfather expected so much from you, and yet you die like... This." He gestures to your limp frame with his slender fingers. "Wouldn't your little brother be ashamed as well?"
Suddenly as if remembering something, you plant your hands beneath you and try to push yourself off the ground. It doesn't work. You slump over again, a sharp feeling shooting through your ribs and lungs. "You're the lowest of the low. You vowed to never bring him into this. You promised," you scowl. "You and him share the same blood! Are you holding him somewhere?! Release him!" Grandfather is dead, and so is your mother.
He sneers. "Return the Jade Pavilion to us, then we talk. A weak, sickly, incompetent child like your brother is no relative of mine." You can't tell, but you're sure he's looking down on you coldly again. Another outpour of blood leaves your lips. You know the dubiousness of his words. Every promise he's broken can only beget more broken promises. "Surrender it now. Your internal organs have been destroyed, and neither you nor your brother will be able to survive if you don't hand it over."
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