Sael was being dragged weightlessly by something he could barely see. What he at least knew was that the creature was white like snow and had vicious horns—in fact, it had bulldozed into him with those horns and had torn into his ribs.
But that was of little concern right now.
The problem was the city.
The people had been evacuated, and falling into it shouldn't bring so much harm. However, the reason why he was at the frontline of the wall—his major assignment was to prevent the enemy from entering the city for the next hour.
Whether through breaching the wall or through the sky, Sael had one hour to prevent the monsters from breaking into the city.
However, he was plummeting right into it with one of them, injured and being crushed down by a weight nearly ten times his own.
He clenched his teeth and extended his bow hand. As he extended the hand, the bow itself shifted and began to deconstruct, only to reconstruct.
