The surroundings exploded into chaos the moment Noah's order split the air.
Arrows rained down on Brone. He was the only target the knights could afford to strike without endangering Damon and Helen trapped within the encirclement.
Dark force erupted beneath the Bargesian leader's charge as his monstrous arm swung outward, trailing an earth-shattering wake of energy.
Callis's arrow reached him first, a streak of white light cutting through the air straight toward his chest. For a moment, confidence surged among the knights at the sheer power behind her shot, until…
'Thuk!'
Brone's twisted, blackened hand shot up and caught the arrow just before it struck him. His long, gruesome nails clamped around the glowing shaft.
With a snarl, the Bargesian leader spun. Wind tore through the clearing as he whirled the captured arrow, and in a blink, he slipped through the rain of descending projectiles.
'Crack—cruck—crick!'
