The blood of countless players paves the way for the seven pigeons to advance. The wizard robe burned by fire fluttered with the dust. The fragments of the magic lamp were trampled and chirped. Naga's blades were broken, and the stones were like ashes. Titan corpses piled up into mountains. And I, Seven pigeons, will step on your corpses, take off the tears of Brakada's ashes, and become the new king of the fairy clan!