Chapitre 388: Barbarian language

Dudian's brows wrinkled as he looked at the scene. He didn't want to use his full strength to pull the string of the bow. Actually if he made a full pull then even a senior hunter would have difficulties to avoid his shots but he was concerned about his left arm. He didn't want to have unexpected effects on the health of his left arm.

Dudian saw Reid rush out again and once more aimed the bow.

Ivette observed the teenager aim at herself. Anger was stirred up in her heart as she unbuckled the rope from the side of the leopard like mount and took her own shield.

She always held onto belief that a shield was a warrior's shame. However right at this moment she didn't have much of a choice.

Dudian's eyebrows were lifted as he saw the enemy take out shield. In a suddeny move his arm dropped down as he aimed at the mount under the woman.

"Kill!"