Fallen Angel Bloodline

Han Xifeng knew that these thoughts were not right, but she couldn't stop them. She felt a surge of power within her as if the darkness that had taken over her heart was now empowering her. She knew that she had to reign in these thoughts before they consumed her completely, but she couldn't resist the temptation of revenge.

With a heavy heart, Han Xifeng finally managed to calm herself down. She looked at her wings, which were now a shade of grey, and sighed. She knew that she had to find another way to deal with the Night Dagger Clan, one that did not involve becoming a monster herself.

At this moment, she recalled that voice again.

"…What if that voice was telling the truth? Can I get my vengeance if I trust that voice?" Han Xifeng wondered aloud.

Naturally, she was curious how that voice seemed to know of her predicament. However, this curiousness was far too little compared to her desire for vengeance.