lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

A man with bare feet, wearing a mask and carrying a bronze chest on his back, stood on the back of a flying hawk, silent as the wind. Or perhaps, his words were already lost in the flash of steel.,He had prepared for death and was waiting, but he didn't die. Instead, he "listened" to the whole extraordinary battle from beginning to end.,He carefully removed the piece of flesh that was wedged in the bottle's opening and peered into the bottom.。