Mountain Skirmish - Complete

"Whoosh!"

A swift Bone Arrow came like a flash of lightning, arriving before his eyes in an instant! Before Giova could react, a fierce pain struck his chest, and the force jolted through his whole body.

"Chhk—bang!"

The sharp arrow tore through the cloth surface and struck the bronze plates beneath with a "bang." Coyote Prince Giova took a step back and hurriedly lowered his head to look. The arrow had hit dead center over his heart, but it had not pierced the Bronze Armor.

"Damn it, he actually shot for my vitals!"

A chill of lingering fear ran through Giova. He looked around, searching for the enemy who had ambushed him.

Not far away, Uman froze for a moment. His arrow had struck a vital spot, yet the enemy had not fallen. A fierce look appeared on the Red-hair Guard's face. Leading several dozen Red-hairs, he charged another ten steps forward and raised his hand to fire again.

"Whoosh! Bang!"

The Bone Arrow struck the Bronze Armor, and there was another metallic clang. Giova's chest hurt again, as if someone had hammered him from across the air, and he took another step back. He lowered his head and saw that this arrow had also lodged over his heart, only two inches from the last one.

"Damn it, such divine archery!"

Giova glared over and finally found the enemy general who was shooting at him. It was a red-haired Dog-kin hunter, without any eye-catching clothing. He held a large bow rarely seen among the Guachichil People, and at that moment he was peering over this way.

"So it really is a thick-skinned armadillo..."

Uman lowered his bow to observe, an incredulous expression appearing on his face. Looking at the completely unharmed Otomi leader, he cursed under his breath in surprise.