As the archers' arrows proved useless due to sudden interference, they retreated as per the commander's orders. But their work was far from over; they quickly reformed their party formations.
Yona returned to Ethan's side, her favorite bow in hand.
"Zzzzz..." The moment she arrived, Ethan felt a sudden chill crawl across his skin—a sensation that only occurred when his Predator's Instinct kicked in.
"Yona...!" Ethan shouted immediately after understanding the threat.
Reacting on instinct, Ethan swiftly pulled her away from her position.
A split second later, a thin beam of condensed dark energy silently pierced the spot where Yona had just stood. It was so fine and quiet that no one had noticed—a deadly, life-draining attack.
Yona, still in shock from the sudden pull, looked at Ethan with wide eyes. "What was that?"
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