The twin moons illuminated the area around the walls as Lancelot stood beside the 30 half-elf archers and Marimo, who was holding a longbow with a serious face.
A huge army of orcs and goblins was now less than 100 metres from the walls, each elf's bow drawn fully with a nocked arrow and several between their fingers.
Marimo's eyes glowed with a beautiful shimmer before she released an arrow. Her shot flew through the air before penetrating the neck of a large orc, instantly killing it.
"Good shot Marimo." Lancelot petted her head gently before he stepped onto the wall, his Gale Sword in Dual blade mode as his wings expanded more easily than normal.
'Strange I didn't have to use my Dominus, though...'
Guinevere waited for them to draw closer—their bows were cheap and lower level than Marimo, who could easily fully draw her large bow with a much longer range and impact power than the half-elves.