A single word was carved on the wall of the room.
Skywing!
But for some unknown reason, there was a huge cross over the word, almost as if the person who carved the words harbored a deep hatred toward the Skywings.
Xia Fan could not settle his restless heart. He entered the room, and saw that there were even more curses and rebukes directed toward the Skywings.
"Arcursed Skywings! I will kill you all one day!"
"Shame! To have been killed to the point we abandoned our armor by the Skywing Clan. We will remember those maniacs for the rest of our lives!"
"We must recover our lost honor, no matter the cost!"
"Revenge! We don't care even if it takes ten thousand years!"
