Becoming a solitary

Jin Ting took out his own war knife and slowly wiped it, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. This war knife had been with him through thick and thin, his most trusted companion. This time, he was afraid that it would sink to the bottom with him.,"The arrow is on the string and has to be let fly. If it were truly so easy to defeat the Dragon Clan, they wouldn't be feared by the myriad realms.",The clansmen suffered heavy casualties, with no escape route left. Generations of accumulated blood feuds drove these dragons into unprecedented madness.。