Could I have imagined that I—the Great Archer, who struck fear into powerful enemies—would be poisoned at my own wedding?
When my soul left my body, an unknown force brought me back to life.
Now I’m in the body of some doomed slave—I haul stones in a mine. And on top of that, I’m a weak mage.
Well, the starting point is clear. Now I need to get out of here, punish the ones who shoved me into
this hellish place, build a strong clan.
And understand what those flickering lights ahead are…