Whoosh!
An arrow burst out from the cloud of dust.
Instinctively, the robed Skinner stepped aside.
The arrow sliced past his cheek and embedded itself into a tree behind him as a thin line of blood traced down from the fresh cut on his face, his beady eyes showing fear.
If he hadn't moved when he did, he'd be already dead!
Suddenly.
He swallowed hard, feeling the need to tread with extreme caution from this moment on.
His eyes scanned the area.
A cloud of dust obstructed his vision.
Because of that, he couldn't see what Kev was doing. Unable to guess where he would attack from next, his apprehension grew.
"Stay together and find a good spot to hide. Wait for me to deal with it."
Advising the group, Kev pulled out the gourd of invisibility from his magic pouch with a thought.
