Snow Fox is furious with his master for defending him from the first strike. He wants nothing bad to happen to him. He feels that the shadow sword is continuously scattering. He cannot reveal the identity of the opponent because he is unsure of the foe. He wonders how he can deliver the order to the sword sect. The sandstorm is fading away. The aura of sword is vanishing. Snow Fox wonders who the enemy is. He is certain that they are the same ones who attacked him in the first place. He also wonders if they have enough ability to sneak attack him.