Ysmeros' head snapped in Ryu's direction, only to find that the latter had already brought out his bow once more.
"I've always been disgusted by the Hidden Blade Sect. To think that you'd try to establish a Dao based on something so cowardly. Hidden weapons? Poisons? Schemes and tricks? You think that you can climb to the apex with such garbage?"
Ryu's voice rumbled, the thoughts he had kept suppressed for so long rippling out in waves.
The bird he stood on the back of shot in the skies with a single flap before surging downward with a mighty speed.
SHUU! SHUU! SHUU! SHUU!
Ryu released arrow after arrow, each formed of highly concentrated lightning. They were resplendently beautiful, looking as though they had been forged of pale blue steel.
Ysemeros' hidden gaze flashed with a sinister light. The words Ryu had just spoken were a huge taboo, a taboo that none had dared to speak before the might of the Hidden Blade Sect since they had established their might all those years ago.
