"Catch him!" Shouted a man with a wild ginger beard and hair, his body was big, presumably the leader of a certain amount of soldiers. His hand has an axe much like the soldiers around him, he was one of the invaders of the cruel bow tribe.
The person he pointed at while shouting was a young and small bodied man, a normal wooden bow in his hand as he saw men in a great number started chasing him. His face made a scared expression, his body naturally turned around and ran to the opposite direction with the small body but a strong pair of legs. He turned around the corner after a few steps of running.
Woosh!
Woosh!
