Wind howled past me as I descended into free fall and felt that familiar, almost addictive, rush of adrenaline in my veins.
I flipped once in the air, summoned another flaming arrow mid-fall, and fired it straight down at a cluster of tree-crabs gathering beneath me.
—FWOOM!!
The arrow exploded with the force of a grenade, reducing those beasts to nothing but burning splinters and blackened charcoal in an instant.
I landed in the middle of the blast zone, dropping into a roll to soften the impact.
Dirt and ash flew up around me as I came up on one knee, another arrow already crackling into hand.
The surviving tree-crabs shrieked in fury.
One of them — twice the size of the others — lunged at me from the side while snapping its pincer like oversized pruning shears.
I twisted my body and fired.
—THWACK!
The fire arrow buried itself in its eye-socket-equivalent and detonated from within, spraying bark shrapnel in every direction.
