"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The battlefield was clamorous, shadows flickered, and the Samurai clashed their weapons endlessly. Xiutur, clad in Wooden Armor and wrapped in War Clothes, was raising his shield while shouting, commanding the Personal Guard Warriors to attack. A sharp sound of the wind suddenly assailed from his left side! He turned his head abruptly, seeing only the blurred shadow of an arrow, and then his chest and side were simultaneously hit!
"Sizzle... Thud!"
Two sharp Bronze Feathered Arrows, with immense power and precision, struck together, piercing through the War Clothes adorned with the Divine Rune of the Serpent. The arrow at his chest was slightly obstructed by the Wooden Armor, going only half an inch into the flesh. However, the one at his side hit the weakest connection of the armor, piercing all the way through, sinking a full inch and a half into the flesh!
"Ugh!... Ah!..."
