"It's nothing."
Dan Heng shook his head, then pulled "Cloud-Piercer" from the snowdrift and thrust it into another pile of snow, his movements showing no sign of stopping.
"Hmph... so weird." March 7th pouted unhappily, while beside her, Yun Fan wore an inexplicable smile.
Back at the space station, Dan Heng had actively awakened the power of the Imbibitor Lunae. This was likely the first time he had used this power since his rebirth. The Imbibitor Lunae's power nourished his body, significantly enhancing his six-dimensional attributes.
No doubt, Dan Heng must have already noticed Old Sampo hiding in the snowdrifts by now.
What must Sampo in the snow be thinking as he watched Dan Heng stab one snowdrift after another with his spear? Tsk tsk tsk, this kid is quite ruthless.
"Is it really that fun?" Seeing Dan Heng enjoying himself so much, March 7th and Stelle exchanged a glance, both seeing a spark of excitement in each other's eyes.
"Mhm!" The two nodded in unison and summoned their weapons without hesitation.
Stelle channeled the power of Preservation into her baseball bat, transforming it into a massive spiked club.
"Ha!" Stelle leaped high into the air and brought the club down hard onto a nearby snowdrift.
Boom—!
With a loud crash, the fluffy snowdrift exploded into a flurry of snowflakes scattering in all directions.
"Hmm, it really is quite fun." As the snow stirred up by the club drifted down, a few flakes landed on Stelle's face. Feeling the icy coolness on her skin, her eyes lit up.
"Hehe, my turn now. Taste my pow—"
"Hold on, mighty warriors!!"
Just as March 7th was about to draw her bowstring, a panicked shout suddenly rang out, causing everyone to freeze mid-action.
Following the sound, they saw a large snowdrift not far away begin to shake violently. Moments later, a blue-and-purple-haired young man with a face that screamed "untrustworthy" crawled out, looking utterly disheveled.
"Warriors... no, officers, spare me! I, Sampo, may have committed some minor offenses, but surely they don't warrant death? Please, mighty Silvermane Guards, show mercy and spare this humble life." Sampo hurried over to Yun Fan and the others, rubbing his hands together with an ingratiating smile.
"Who are you? What were you doing hiding in the snow? And what are the Silvermane Guards?" March 7th immediately grew wary at the sight of a stranger popping out of the snow.
"Huh? You're not Silvermane Guards?" Sampo looked dumbfounded. Wait, if you're not Silvermane Guards, then why were you smashing the snowdrifts?
"We..."
March 7th was about to say something when, at that moment, a series of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded from nearby. Dozens of Silvermane Guards, armed with battle axes and clad in sturdy armor, appeared in their line of sight.
After briefly assessing the situation, the leader of the Silvermane Guard squad reported to his superiors via comms.
"This is Squad Three. We've located the fugitive and his accomplices!"
"Fugitive? Accomplices?" March 7th was momentarily stunned, but she quickly understood and waved her hands frantically. "No, no, we're not with this guy—"
She pointed to where Sampo had been, but by now, there was no trace of him left.
"Report: The fugitive has escaped under the cover of his accomplices. Requesting to inform Captain Gepard of—"
"Ahhh!!! Labeling us as accomplices right off the bat and slapping false charges on us—this is so infuriating!" March 7th drew her bow and fired an arrow, shattering the Silvermane Guard's communicator with pinpoint accuracy. The explosion from the shattered device left the guard's head ringing.
"Taste my power!" As March 7th's voice rang out, nearly a hundred ice arrows materialized in the air, raining down on the Silvermane Guards like a storm.
Ultimate Skill — The Moment of Ice-Carved Arrow Rain!
March 7th acted swiftly. From the moment she noticed Sampo's escape to unleashing her ultimate skill on the Silvermane Guards, only three or four seconds had passed.
Before Dan Heng or the others could stop her, the arrow rain had already descended.
"Ah!" "Agh!" "..."
Amidst a chorus of screams, the dozens of Silvermane Guards fell one after another.
"March..." Dan Heng covered his face in exasperation, though his expression was hidden from view. Still, one could imagine the constipated look on his face.
"Huh? I... what did I just..." March 7th only realized what she had done after seeing the scene before her.
"I... how could I..."
"It's alright, little March. This isn't your fault—it was my oversight." Just as March 7th was drowning in guilt, a warm hand gently patted her head. A comforting warmth spread through her body, instantly dispelling all the negative emotions in her mind.
"This was my negligence," Yun Fan said to the group.
"Attacking those Silvermane Guards wasn't little March's intention. She was merely influenced by the power of the 'Hunt's Bow.'" Yun Fan explained.
"The 'Hunt's Bow' is a divine weapon personally replicated by the Reignbow Arbiter Lan using their authority. It contains immense Path energy. What affected little March just now was the so-called 'Hunt's Vengeance.'"
"Ohhh..." March 7th suddenly understood. No wonder she had suddenly felt an urge for revenge—it was the bow's influence. But she hadn't even been using the 'Hunt's Bow' just now. Could it still affect her?
As if reading her thoughts, Yun Fan continued, "Ever since you became that bow's master, it has been bound to you. Whether you use it or not, it will influence your temperament."
"Ah? Then... then I should return it to you." March 7th summoned the 'Hunt's Bow' and reluctantly handed it to Yun Fan.
But Yun Fan didn't take it. Instead, he shook his head lightly.
"No need. I'll just place a seal on it." As he spoke, Yun Fan gently ran his hand over the 'Hunt's Bow.' In the next moment, the authority of Causality activated, and an intricate seal appeared on the bow's surface.
"Done. I've sealed the 'Hunt's Bow.' Now you can use it normally. However, due to the seal, less than one percent of its power can be unleashed. To release the seal, simply say 'Seal, release.' But remember—do not lift it carelessly." Yun Fan warned solemnly.
"Mhm." March 7th gripped the bow tightly and nodded emphatically.
"Good." Yun Fan smiled warmly, then turned away. "Now, leave the negotiations to me."