Suddenly attacked, the Wing Clan Warriors in the sky seemed somewhat sluggish in their response.
All they heard was a series of crackling noises and saw smoke mysteriously spreading through the forest, but they couldn't see where the enemy was, nor from where the attack came. They just saw their companions falling one by one.
The scene before them inevitably brought back memories of the tragedy at Lake City.
It was again an invisible enemy and attack that had once rendered them invincible; they could only watch helplessly as the warriors of their tribe kept falling, unable to do anything.
That sense of desperation and helplessness almost devoured them, and now, that feeling had emerged once again.
When the gunfire sounded again, some of the Wing Tribe people couldn't take it anymore; they dropped their iron chains and turned to flee.