Chapter 409: Turn the Array and Slay!

"Kid, what's your relationship with the Veil Sect?" The old archer demanded an answer. Two arrows were already nocked on his longbow, the string drawn to its limit, ready to loose at any moment. Yet his gaze kept drifting back to that banner, curiosity burning through his caution. Dante Easton, locked in the middle of a brutal melee, didn't even spare him a glance. He ignored him outright. The archer's expression tightened. A hint of helpless frustration crept in as he pressed again....