Li Lun held the bow, her heart beating faster, her mind frozen. For a moment, she forgot that she couldn't see, the pain that haunted her dissolving into illusions. Only she and the target remained before her. She couldn't see, but for a moment, she felt that everything was clear: the wind that blew, the breathing of Xiao, the sounds that were spread across her.
Everything looked beautiful. Her 'aura' focused on the target, and her breathing became even. Deep within her soul, several power chains could be found bound around something, something dark and sinister, and within those chains, a small crack took place. A very minuscule one, but it rattled the entire chain, beginning a chain reaction. For a moment, a dark power tried to spread, but it was held back. The chain stood strong, holding the power back.