Bab 478: A Deserved Hit

The sentinel burst into action immediately after shouting, lunging toward the ground, turning around mid-fall. He hooked something up to an arrow and shot it at the underside of the main branch, hooking his bow back to his torso.

Astaroth looked at this take place and rapidly calculated something in his mind. He was looking at the bundle of rope at the man's waist and his speed of descent.

'He's not going to make it fast enough.'

He didn't hesitate either, melding with Morpheus instantly, feeling the wings grow out of his back. The entire process took almost three seconds, and he cursed himself for not finding a way to make it faster yet.

Once he was melded, he pulled out the Ad Astra, changing its form to claws, and slid his way under the branch. He was going to need for than fall velocity to make it to her in time.