The young lady in armor tightened her grip on the bow as she nocked another arrow with glee in her eyes. The first one was a waist but because of the reckless acts of the stranger, she had managed to land a lucky attack.
Her brows furrowed with determination.
It was a lucky shot but thanks to that shot she now knew where the weakness of that abomination lay. It was the leaf-shaped pad.
She narrowed her eyes to a slit. The visage of the scape narrowing to a point before her eyes. Her right eye glinted with a golden glow. Subtle and almost unseen.
As she clenched her hand tightly on the nocked point of the arrow. Her veins thickened and were almost popping out. Seeming like the worms squirming beneath her fine skin.
