"What are ya doing up there archer kid? You are firing arrows in to the merchant district for fun, but not even helping out here!" One of the dwarves with Gil had become annoyed seeing that Gil was standing on top of one of the heist buildings. He also thought that Gil was firing arrows at apparently nothing.
"Eh, firing arrows for fun must be a human trend. I thought a so called hero would be a little useful." The other dwarf was setting up his crossbow with a new bolt while shaking his head.
"I just had to help out my part leader for a moment. There was a large slime that didn't want to go down easily. Let me fire a few more at some slimes that are going after some golems." Gil didn't even flinch at the dwarves' words. He just fired a few more of his eater elemental wither spike arrows from a long distance at the slimes.
