Didn't fly far, only made half a turn in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.
"Careful, something's not right with this thing!"
From behind, came a warning from my teammates.
Gorg maintained his stance of swinging the wooden stick, his beastly eyes staring unblinkingly ahead.
There, the shriveled figure that just took a heavy hit from him, struggled to get up, its hands pressing on the ground.
It seemed a stray wind could topple it, but there wasn't a single mark of injury, just some stone dust from the ground.
Swoosh—
A sharp noise pierced through the air around me, a sharp silhouette flashed past the corner of my eye at a speed beyond normal human reflexes.
Behind me, the Blood Blade Squad's ranged shooter "Qianli", her pale fingertips hovered, the taut bowstring quivered with the inertia of force.
A long arrow with dark green tail feathers left a long empty trail in the mist and pierced through the dry corpse's chest in an instant.
Didn't manage to penetrate!
