Two days later.
A certain city.
A sharp arrow tore through the air with a shrill whistle, streaked across a long street block, and pinned a man to the wall.
"Help... me..." the man cried out, struggling.
"Help?"
A woman's voice rang out.
Crow slid down from the wall and stared at the man with keen interest.
The man begged, "I really am not an evil ghost. I'm just a civilian. Please, don't kill me."
Crow pulled out his Thorn Sword and smiled. "Too bad. When it comes to killing people, I never go soft."
"I'm not lying..."
The man struggled to raise his hand and point toward the half-open door behind him.
Inside, a woman holding a baby in her arms stared at Crow in terror.
Crow glanced over, his expression turning complicated.
He shouted toward the end of the street:
"Hey, did we get it wrong this time? Maybe that bastard won't harm civilians?"
There was no answer from the end of the street.
The wind howled.
Perhaps Crow had shouted too loudly. Startled, the baby began to wail.
Crow stared toward the end of the street and said irritably, "I was born a master. I've never dealt with ordinary people before—what the hell are we supposed to do with this civilian?"
Suddenly, Gu Qingshan's voice sounded beside him:
"Let me see."
Gu Qingshan slung the longbow over his back, pressed one hand to the man's chest, and held a black leather book in the other as he softly recited:
"The life and death of all things come in an instant. By my power as a Sin Hunter, the suffering you have endured shall surely be relieved—"
"Holy Word Spell: Purify."
The man's body jolted, and he died on the spot.
"No!" the woman cried.
She rushed out