As the man turned and walked away, his parting words lingered in the air like a bitter aftertaste. "Evil wingless," he muttered under his breath, the disdain evident in his tone.
Hiroshi's brows furrowed in confusion and concern at the man's harsh remark. "Evil wingless?" he repeated, his voice tinged with incredulity. The accusation struck a chord within him, igniting a flicker of suspicion that refused to be extinguished.
With a resolute nod, Hiroshi made a decision. He would not simply brush off the man's words as baseless prejudice. Instead, he would delve deeper into the mysteries of this celestial realm, seeking answers to the questions that now gnawed at his mind.
In that moment, Hiroshi abandoned his earlier intention of seeking refuge with the guardians, his focus shifting entirely towards uncovering the truth behind the animosity directed towards the wingless.
