Archer's entire arrow had been painted black.
This was the result of eliminating every possibility of the arrows themselves being discovered during night combat.
Not to mention that her arrows were faster than sound. In the blink of an eye, the opponent would see an arrow sprouting from his forehead, and everything would be over.
But—
"What!?"
At the instant the arrow was about to strike the red-haired boy, he suddenly tilted his head, dodging an attack that should have hit without fail.
If that had been all, it would have been fine.
When he turned his head back, Archer was shocked to discover that he had caught her arrow between his teeth.
—Had he caught it?
The unbelievable fact left Atalanta dazed for an instant.
Indeed, it was possible to dodge. Prey suddenly dropping flat during a hunt was nothing unusual.
But just now, he had not dodged. He had deliberately lured her into firing, then caught the arrow.
In the darkness, the red-haired boy gave the Huntress hidden among the shadows of the trees a provocative smile.
What he would do next was obvious.
Shirou retrieved the arrow from the "Red" Archer, nocked it onto the bowstring he had drawn beforehand, and aimed toward where the arrow had come from.
"You bastard... how dare you!?!?"
The Huntress's beautiful face twisted with extreme fury and shame.
This was the greatest humiliation she had ever experienced in life.
The arrow she had fired at her target had been used by her prey to fire back at her. How could such a thing happen?!
Volume Five, 204—Jeanne d'Arc: Are You My Savior!?
"...Damn it!"
The "Red" Archer immediately forgot her humiliation.
What she needed to do now was deal with the red-haired boy's counterattack.
Faced with an arrow flying back at