“Que! Hit the first one you see and return!”1

This was the sole command Suho had given to Que when he transformed into a shadow arrow and was shot forth. To fulfill this mission, the lancer pierced through the blizzard, changing direction as soon as he located the nearest target.0

There were too many enemies in the frozen forest. Too many eyes were watching the hunters plummeting through the breach in the sky and landing in various locations around the Glacier Dungeon. And among those enemies, there were a few launching ruthless attacks toward the black arrow as he cut through the blizzard.0

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!2

Que glanced at the numerous arrows that whipped through the blizzard winds, trying to intercept him.0

“Who dares to stop me!” he growled fiercely. It was simply laughable. He was his master’s arrow—the mightiest arrow there was, augmented by the power of a shadow soldier and the force of a bow. As if measly ordinary arrows could block his path!3

“I am Que, my master’s lancer! I shall pierce the enemies’ hearts like a streak of lightning!”...1