With the players assembled, the trek towards Demon Spine Mountain begins in earnest. But Shāng Bù Huàn has his doubts. Can such a motley group, with such naked animosity towards each other, really work together?
After all, he's never heard of the 
Sharp-Eyed Impaler, the Night's Lament...
Schließlich kannte er weder die Namen
Ruì Yan Chuān Yáng,
Il n’avait jamais entendu parler
de L’Œil transperçant,