When Li Wanlin's fingertips ran across the gears of the mecha's remains, rusty debris fell on his palm. He squatted in the scrap pile at the east end of Rusty Iron Town, with the pungent smell of engine oil and ozone lingering on the tip of his nose, but his eyes were fixed on the rhombus crystal embedded in the energy circuit - the faint blue light was slowly flowing along the cracks of the crystal, much like the stubborn light that often appeared in Shangguan Luo's eyes.
I like it, it looks good, hehehe