Raze Pushed To The Edge

Seeing the white hair on his helper, a string of memories came back to Harbour. All of them, conversations he had with his sister, the last leader of the Lethal Bite Clan.

It was because of her death that a string of events had occurred—the selection of a new leader and Niang clawing his way to the top.

"Is that man… is that man really the one that my sister had a grudge on?" Harbour thought. "He fits everything she said, and how many people at a young age have a full head of white hair? There can't be many out there."

"Am I now helping my sister's killer?"

Harbour knew straight away he should rephrase that word because it wasn't that he was helping him; more so, he was getting help from his sister's killer.

"All of this started because he killed my sister… my family, the loss of the clan, all of the chain of events," Harbour clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white again.