Dividing the Spoils

Bru and the others stared at Green, dumbfounded. They had thought the White Crow had escaped, yet Green had killed it after all. His archery had clearly left them shaken.

A White Crow's physique was at least on par with a human Knight Apprentice's. The stronger ones could even rival a Formal Knight. As Demonic Beasts, White Crows also had feathers resistant to physical attacks and Sorcery. Apprentice Level Sorcery could barely hurt them unless it struck head-on.

With ordinary arrows, Green had achieved power on par with Sorcery. His strength was astonishing, putting him among the very best Grand Knights.

"Green, I never imagined you were this good an archer!" Bru's face was full of wonder. When Green had said he was fairly good with a bow, Bru had assumed he was merely better than most people. He had never expected anything this outrageous. Three shots in rapid succession were beyond anything he had imagined.

As far as Green was concerned, with auto-aim locked onto their heads, missing would have been an insult to the cheat.

"Let's kill the White Crow trapped in the Gravity Sorcery first, then deal with the other bodies! If more White Crows come, we'll be in trouble!" As Green spoke, he cast a spell to suppress the scent and keep the smell of blood from spreading.

The other four immediately came to their senses and began clearing the scene. Even as they worked, though, they kept stealing glances at Green. Without anyone quite noticing when it happened, he had begun to take the lead in the group.

Soon, all the White Crow corpses had been piled together, and the one trapped in the Gravity Sorcery had been finished off.

Beside the corpses, Miter took out a small knife and carefully gouged out the White