Arrows rained down, creating a dense, incessant THUD. More arrows struck the ferocious beast, and in an instant, half of them buried themselves deep in its flesh. Simultaneously, it seemed as if invisible chains connected the dense barrage of arrows. The rampaging ferocious beast suddenly crashed to the ground; the crossbow arrows embedded in its body and those in the earth linked together, forcibly pinning it in place.
The Terracotta Warriors, mounted on their warhorses and wielding long spears, closed in with a large troop, step by step. Upon reaching the trapped beast, they stared at the still-struggling creature with a chilling expression.
"You creatures are unworthy of guarding Your Majesty's direct path," the mounted warrior said.
