Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 130

She sprinted with all her might to go as fast as possible. She opened her once closed eyes and stifled a yelp.
She was flying!!
She was so shocked and happy so that the sound of the Hydrosour scared her badly. They had shot it and
barely missed. It had slammed into a bit of the chrysoprase palace that still held together and made it explode
just as she made it past. She was blown through the door landing on the other side. The crystal had fallen
from the palace blocking her exit.
It was hot.
It was dark and fiery red.
Xiao Ling turned around and saw a giant palace. It was crooked, red and was on top of a fiery mountain.
Molten lava was oozing out the side.
Xiao Ling gulped.
She knew exactly where she was:
Hell.