Could I have imagined that I, the Great Archer who struck fear into mighty 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 slave—an execution-bound mortal—dragging stones in a mine. And what’s more, I’m a weak mage. Well then, the starting point is clear. Now I have to get out of here, punish those who shoved me into this hell, build a strong clan, and understand what those flickering lights ahead are…