"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The battlefield roared with noise, figures flickering as warriors' blades crossed and tangled without end. Xiu Tul wore wooden armor beneath a war robe and was raising his shield as he shouted, directing the attack of his personal guards. But the sharp sound of wind suddenly came from his left. He snapped his head around, saw only a blurred shadow of arrows, and then his chest and flank were struck at the same time.
"Rip. Pffft!"
Two sharp bronze feathered arrows came with heavy force and deadly precision, shooting through the war robe patterned with the Heavenly Snake Divine mark together. The arrow at his chest was slightly blocked by the wooden armor and only sank half an inch into flesh. But the arrow at his flank struck the weakest joint in the wooden armor, piercing straight in and burying itself a full inch and a half deep.
"Urgh! Ah!"
Xiu Tul screamed. Agonizing pain surged from his chest and flank at once, stabbing deep into his lungs and organs. With difficulty, he lowered his head and stared in disbelief at the sharp arrows sunk into his body, one long and one short. In that instant, the shadow of death crept over his heart, closer than it had ever been before.
"I... this is? This is... despicable, ambushing Nahua people!."
Xiu Tul was dizzy and dazed, murmuring under his breath. Blood flowed steadily from his body, and also gathered within him. Before sharp blades, even the most revered Heavenly Snake Divine Descendant was nothing more than flesh and blood.
"Heavenly Snake Divine! Please protect me!."
A moment later, Prince Xiu's hands went slack, and his shield and stone spear fell to the ground together. Then his legs weakened, no longer able to support him, and amid the panicked