The mogu warlord towered over poor Yaochi, slowly approaching her with his arms stretched out and ready to grasp her. She couldn’t seem to catch a break. Whenever she managed to get away from one enemy, she only fell into the hands of another. Still, something was different about this Yu Gwai. His skin seemed less metallic and his hair looked almost like real hair of a real person, not the unmoving coiffures of most mogu which looked like carved from sandstone. Despite all the differences, he was still snarling at her and posturing to attack. But why?
“Why are you attacking me?” she said, pressing her back against the stone wall. “A moment ago you were helping me!”
“Not me,” Yu Gwai barked back, “the turtle did.”
She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “But you are the turtle!” she replied.
“Not quite,” the mogu said before reaching out to…
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