Outside Moonrise City…
The League Master of Netherspirit's Claw—Netherclaw was observing thousands of people that were behind the city walls. Every single one of them was his enemy now. Watching them gathering in there, it was like watching enemies gathering up at their borders… no, this was within his and his friends' borders.
This was the first time that Netherclaw felt that he probably should have retired. All that was felt in his heart was bitterness and helplessness.
Since when… since when had the renowned "Netherspirit's Claw', the League that was untouchable by anyone in the Angel and Demon Faction, fallen to this? That over 2,000 of its Tier 5 members had jumped ship… even his closest right-hand men—Snowmelt and Dark Dragon!
