"Do you really want to miss out on the Faith eradicating the centaurs will bring us? Stop speaking nonsense and tie our Clans to him immediately!"
Centaur territory had turned into a complete mess. Raging winds and blazing fires tore across the forests and villages, matched by the high-pitched screams and last moments of countless cultivators.
"Dammit!"
Dyon ripped a centaur apart, his left palm gripping a hoof and his right pulling an arm. The devastating sight of a human upper half and a horse lower half being torn from one another made those who were faint of heart vomit the contents of their stomachs.
But the agitation in Dyon's heart on grew.
