——Take a deep breath.
Russell slowly exhaled a breath of stale air as he removed the Prayer Device. His soft, light golden hair fluttered as if blown by the wind when he took off the eyepatch, as though he were standing amidst the breeze, facing its direction.
The Prayer Device, originally intended to provide people with a brief haven of tranquility... Everyone longs for peace. Even if it's false happiness, people are willing to deceive themselves and heal their souls in moments of serenity. Often, just a short period of "soul charging" can persuade someone numbed by exhaustion to choose to live and persist a while longer.
Yet now, after removing the Prayer Device, Russell could only sigh.
"What's wrong?"
Cui Que's gentle voice came from behind, brimming with care.
She stood behind Russell like a young girl with hands clasped behind her, wearing a relaxed and pleasant smile. After a brief rest, even her pupils seemed cleaner, as if she had purified her soul through prayer.
