An icy feathered arrow surged forward with unstoppable momentum, swearing not to stop until its target was reached. It tore through space, transforming into a streak of light that reached the ten little golden crows in the blink of an eye.
Before the ten little golden crows could even react, the icy feathered arrow struck one of them squarely, piercing right through him and chilling him to the bone.
The stricken little golden crow's eyes were filled with utter disbelief. He had just started to lower his gaze toward his chest when, with a loud "bang," his entire body exploded into fine powder, leaving neither body nor soul behind.
Chapter 28