When Lin Zida realized it was already morning and too late to commit suicide, he taunted, "Morning, I remember you owe me a bet, that dog on the ground barked three times. Do you still remember how long it took?"
"A bet? Lin Zida, you shouldn't be naive, your life and death are in my hands. You should learn to bark like a dog!" he laughed in the morning.
"Frost Wolf Slash!"
Wielding the Blizzard Sword in the morning, the sword's icy energy flowed like fireflies in the air, turning into a ticket for a sky filled with flying snow, and condensing into a massive snowstorm. The city roared as it rose into the sky, swallowing the moon, and with great momentum devoured the heavens. Swords shattered the void, as a deep snow-blue claw itches in the air.
