Okay, kinda hoped you would." Tang Yin said and picked up the stones on the floor and observed them. They looked perfectly normal, if not for the small shining veins running through them and glowing in different colors underh the flickering lights ing from the outside.

  "They are beautiful.", she noticed and looked at the Grandmaster, "What are they for?"

  "They tain spirit rings; it is like a lottery draw; some tain ten-year-old ones, some ten-thousand-year-old ones, you could get anything and any ability you want.", The Grandmaster expined carefully toug the stones in whonder. "I only ever heard of their existanever have I seen them." He looked at Jiang. "Nine mooh dragon...yravekeeper." He cluded.

  "And they e from the graveyard. Do they absorb the rings from the death spirit beasts?" Tang San asked the Grandmaster, who nodded in agreement.

  Tang Yin looked at the Stone and smiled, "I want to try; how does a person absorb the ring inside?"

  The Grandmaster raised his Hands i, so she looked towards Jiang, who let out warm air and poi the Stone, "You break it. The rest depends on yourself, little girl. The old human males' pn is not bad, but it won't save you."

  "Okay." Tang Yin stared at the Stone and looked around. If she could find anything with that, she could break it; her sword, maybe, but would it be a good idea? It was not made for hitting mythical spirit stohingies.

  "Ah, humans, you are so pathetically weak sometimes. e here." he held up a cw, and Tang Yihe Stone underh it; he tipped it, and the st thing she saw was a slight smile on his lips.

  "Survive, little one.", he said, and she was engulfed by unknown darkness.

  A pipe was o her, and she felt like she could see something again, a faint light beyond her closed eyes. Opening them, she found herself on a bed and a sterile room.

  Hospital.

  She registered and tried to move her head, but no ce; she couldn't. Then, above her, two blurry faces said something; she khey were important, maybe a lost memory. She tried to uand, but it was all ed up, garbled mixed nonsense. She opened her mouth but couldn't speak. She felt her body but could not move, her brain worked dreadfully slow, and she couldn't even uand what those familiar people were saying.

  A chill moved up her spine, and she looked to the window. A giant fang-beari-legged spider was there. It flickered with its fangs and moved closer on hairy bck legs. Panic rose inside her; she wao run, run away as fast as she liked, but she could not. The spider came closer and closer. The people did not see it, and she wao scream at them, but only silence came from her mouth.

  No, no, no, fighting to move her body refused cooperation until the spider was directly above her and looking downwards with her deep bckish eyes. Damn it, she couldn't do anything, and those morons did not see, not have spirit ons.

  on, wait. She moved her right and tried to summon a bde above the spider. Under extreme Pain, the Pain you felt when a muscle was long unused, a silvery gloeared above the spiders head and herself.

  The sword slowly densed out of the smoke, and it seemed to mock her with its slowhat had her almost screaming in frustration. Damn, it was her spirit, a on; it was supposed to listen to her and be real, fod's sake, faster before this spider ended her pitiful existehe word had finally densed and floated above their heads, and she signed a breath of relief as she simply sent off straight down, pierg the spider's brain that was in the way.

  Now that's how you deal with nasty stuff while being bedridden; the blurry faces slowly took on a more crete form, someone she knew as well as her Brother.