"You think?"
Evan questioned Arthur with a raised brow, a split second before something whooshed through the air and towards both boys' heads.
However, these items never hit their marks since Arthur and Evan raised their hands and caught a bullet and an arrow respectively.
"They utilised a gun on me."
"And I got an arrow."
**PSSSsss!!!
Something green dripped from the tip of the arrow and melted a stone beside Evan, prompting him to continue his statement.
"A poisonous arrow."
Turning towards the forest, he shouted out at their hidden attackers.
"Hey! What gives?! You should have used a gun on me as well, I always wanted to catch a bullet!"
About 100 metres away from their position, Beatrix and Artemisia heard the boy's loud voice, removing their gazes from the time-frozen arrows before them as they asked in unison.
""THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE CONCERNED ABOUT?!""
