[Three Hours Ago]
'I had thought… I had finally gained a true friend.'
Han Feng sat on top his white eagle, the wind rushing through his green hair as they soared above the monster infested waters of the dungeon.
His eyes which were usually bright with a eccentricity, were narrowed into crescents of cold jade.
Up ahead, Lua led the way on her Red Eyed Bat, her silhouette looking like a dark blot against the perpetual sunset.
'But little did I know… he, too, was a spy sent by my brother.'
Han's grip on the eagle's feathers tightened, his knuckles straining.
To the outside world, Han was the enigmatic and relaxed scion of the Feng Clan. A bit mad, perhaps, but harmlessly so.
In reality, every breath Han took was a victory against a dozen people who wanted him dead.
His relationship with his elder brother wasn't just a rivalry for the heir position. It was a long lasting battle for life.
