The curtain of darkness was like night, devoid of sunlight.
Layer upon layer of deep darkness swallowed the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals of the Bridge-Claiming Army, inciting them to turn against their own comrades.
Wind Moon Tiger was one of the Demon Generals in the Bridge-Claiming Army.
At this moment, he discovered in horror that his body did not heed his call. Especially his hands, which were actually clutching a red-tasseled spear, its spearhead pointed at his younger brother, Wind Moon Leopard.
"No! NO!" Wind Moon Tiger cried out in terror.
Yet the movements of his hands did not slow, still thrusting toward his younger brother, Wind Moon Leopard, who stood before him.
Wind Moon Leopard, puzzled, turned back in confusion.
SCHRRRIP—
The red-tasseled spear easily penetrated the dark-colored battle armor, piercing Wind Moon Leopard's heart.
