The divine couldn't be constrained by the laws of a world, laws of physics meant nothing to it.
Space and time were no hindrance, as the divine played the field of cause and effects.
What is targeted gets hit! That was the only law it obeyed.
Distance? Time? Obstacles?
With a swift whistle the moment the arrow left the bow it vanished.
Not propelled by speed but by the cause of reality itself…
The skill Star Strike was released, and like a star shooting through the sky, the projectile soared through the wind curving down on the charmed beast.
The beast's feelers shivered, feeling the danger, but unfortunately it could never avoid the inevitable.
With a sickening shlick, the arrow tore straight through the beast's dented carapace.
Purple blood spewing like geysers, its mandibles clattered and all eight of its eyes burned bright as a harrowing, lyricless screech broke through the wind.
