'Hihi, so disrespectful with your elders dear.'
Esen was having a blast watching Mares and the elder talking, or better saying, cursing each other.
'Wouldn't you be?'
Mares asked her with a grin that only she could understand.
'To this one? Of course, I would.'
Without missing any second, the elder attacked the silver-eyed with his arrows. Not only his arrows were like large spears, but his bow was also much larger and thicker than usual, being almost double his size.
And despite the size, both the act of him releasing the arrow and putting another on the bow were all made with extreme and precise speed.
Much to the elder's surprise though Mares had no problem following his movements and attacks.
Using the Orconi's innate technique that he opportunistically copied when he ran away from the arena in Crixus, the silver-eyed successfully deflected the arrows.
