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"Whoosh!" A shrill arrow whistled past Xiulote's head, awakening his long-buried memories. Another "whoosh" followed, as an arrow flew towards him, then the "rip" as it tore through the Leather Armor, and the "thud" as it buried itself in flesh. Hurried footsteps mounted the commander's platform, several trusted aides quickly shielding the front, and then the sound of arrows sinking into shields with two "thwacks."
Watching the enemy's shield wall that completely blocked his view, Osprey regretfully lowered his Longbow. He and Kulucha shot one after another. These four unexpected sneak-attack arrows only managed to wound the tall Samurai who threw himself in the line of fire to protect his master.