Becoming a solitary

“Chief, it seems the formation won't hold much longer.”,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.,In an instant, countless mantis-faced creatures with emerald bodies charged toward the dragon clan formation ahead.。