None of the six spoke of this to Southern Lone Blade. While they knew that he bore a deep-seated hatred against Silver Moon as well, they were also aware how much he valued their group's reputation and image in their field. Harming the employer just because they were unable to complete the given assignment, their team would be adversely affected if word got out. However, none of the six was able to stomach this any longer, and they badly needed to vent. Randomly finding a passerby to PK would not be enough; they needed something fiercer that could really ignite their souls, and no one was more suitable a target than Silver Moon right now.
"Let's finish that man off!" Blackwater gritted his teeth. Flame Singed Clothes was the one who had received the most damage from all this, yet it was Blackwater who was in the prime position to compete after today.