Yin Long unsheathed his sword when he saw Elder Hadji taking out his weapon.
"Hadji, your Winged Devil Race was once neutral! Why did you join the banner of the Dark Devil Race?!" Yin Long shouted angrily as he pointed his sword toward Elder Hadji. Although they weren't friends, they were an acquaintance during their youth. Who knew that they would one day face each other like this?
Hadji revealed a trace of sadness, but he concealed it and replace it with a serious look. "Yin Long, it has been millions of years since I last saw you! Show me the improvements in your sword techniques!" He shouted as he adjusted his position.
Elder Hadji's weapon was a short spear. It was only about five feet long with a sharp dagger-like blade at the edge. Its body was made from a sturdy wooden material that was as tough as steel!
