Jessica squealed and shivered as the rats scurried away in different directions. The little creatures climbed barrels, hid under crates, and rushed back into the corners of the pit.
All the while the archers started shooting their arrows – one after the other as the audience's cheering roared throughout the dome.
Brennan swiftly moved back as he continued to shoot arrows. The brunette then skipped into a crate to get an elevated vision.
"He's amazing, no wonder he gained the elven warrior's respect after the battle in Alfheim. His marksmanship is impeccable," Jessica noted, her crystal blue eyes not leaving Brennan's figure.
Brennan continued to dominate the arena but then, an arrow went in his direction.
The young man's eyes widened upon sensing the arrow coming his way.
Brennan docked quickly, dodging the arrow by a mere inch.
It was player number three.
