Death on the Wind carries the mark of the fast kill — a winged skull driving forward over crossed blades, steel poised for the pass and gone just as quickly. The wings speak to speed and reach, while the knives below promise what happens when the distance closes.

This flag isn’t flown to intimidate from afar. It’s flown by crews who arrive first, strike clean, and vanish before the smoke clears. No lingering. No speeches. Just momentum and consequence.

When this banner snaps in the wind, it means the hunt is already underway.