"Huff… huff…"
Fang Raon hid behind a snow hill and rubbed his hands together—even though he was wearing mittens, he could still feel the freezing cold seeping through.
He hadn't been attacked by arrows for a while now.
It was because he had been moving very carefully—hiding in the winter forest—but he still could feel like there was always somebody watching.
'The trees are dangerous.'
Fang Raon thought as he looked around the trees—they were thick with snow, so there could be someone hiding there, and he wouldn't know.
Annoyingly, his Read wasn't working.
In times like these, he realized just how much he was relying on Read, which honestly was not a good thing.
'Rock especially told me not to blindly trust in the Pillars of Power, as there are times when they don't work.'
Swoosh~!
Out of nowhere, a blue-feathered arrow flew towards him, but he quickly moved his head, and thus, the arrow only got lodged into the tree.
"Shit!"
