His ultimate goal isn't power or conquest, but absolute freedom — liberation from death, from the control of powerful lords, and from the confines of this world. Meet Wuyi, formerly a gangster's accountant, now reborn in a world torn between the Righteous and the Demonics. Gifted with a unique ability by the gods of his previous life, Wuyi possesses an exceptional edge in this new realm. While Wuyi yearns for a peaceful life, he's not afraid to become the villain that this world might need. Determined to secure his freedom, he's prepared to upheave this world, paying no heed to its moral divides. He will not rest until he attains the deepest desire of his soul.
Wuyi watched the enemy's creatures gather. They were well within bowshot, and Xianyu Ma and his fellows began to pick them off. The two youngest archers carried sheaves of fresh arrows from the second floor, and the older men began to loose.
Wuyi had seen archers in action before, had watched his men practice at the butts, but he'd never watched a dozen professionals at full stretch.
He fussed at Xianyu Ma while the older man felt the breeze and carefully arranged his sheaves in brackets for the purpose set into the wall – little iron buckets.
The two senior men – Xianyu Ma and Kanji – raised their bows, loosed, discussed their aiming points, and watched the fall of their shafts.
"Over," said Kanji. It was a different tone of voice from his usual.
"Over," Xianyu Ma said. "Ready, boys?"