Just as Thor was about to hit Proxima Midnight in the head, he suddenly sensed danger and pulled back, flying away.
The instant he moved away, two arrows made of wind struck right in front of Proxima Midnight.
Had Thor not retreated, those arrows would have hit him in the head.
But those arrows-
Thor turned to look and found Hawkeye still holding his bow drawn and aimed, firing several more arrows at him.
"Hey, buddy, what are you doing?!"
Thor dodged as he shouted at Hawkeye.
What was going on? Why was he suddenly shooting at me?! And with Elemental Arrows, too. Those were dangerous!
Yet Hawkeye showed no intention of answering. He just kept shooting at him.
"Hey! Buddy, keep this up and I'm going to get angry!"
Whoosh, whoosh-several Wind Arrows caught him before he could dodge and passed through his arm.
That hurt! I wasn't injured, but it still hurt!
"Hey, if you don't stop going crazy, I'm going to fight back!"
But the only response to Thor's warning was another few arrows.
"You asked for this!"
Thor shouted, but before he could act, a chilling sensation swept over him.
He hurriedly leaned sideways, and a shadow dagger slashed down, grazing his arm.
It was Natasha, the Shadow Dancer, who had slipped behind him at some point.
Although his elemental body had no concept of sweating, Thor still had to say that he had broken out in a cold sweat.
After all, a Shadow Dancer's Backstab had a chance of causing instant death!
As an Elemental Witch Spirit, he would not die, but it would still take several days before he could re-form his body.
Of course, that was under normal circumstances. If a Shadow Dancer killed him, who knew how long it would take him