C375 Blackwing's Bullet Game(5)

Tonight's clouds are low, but not dense, like ribbons swimming, occasionally revealing the sea of stars.

The stars were still glittering, but they were not dazzling. At least, they were not as brilliant as the bombs of light that were falling, exploding, and burning.

Fann Helsing's black wings were wide open. He carried the cloud belt and broke through the sea of clouds