Divyat had one knee on the ground as he pulled back the string of his bow as far as he could get it to move. Tiny beads of sweat dripped down from his forehead, but were rapidly frozen before they could get far.
He relied on his senses, feeling the displacement in the air, relying mostly on Kane to give his aim direction and then his own senses to feel what was wrong with the world. He closed his eyes and let go, his arrow flying through, moving past trees with barely and inch to spare.
There was a loud thud as the arrow sank into someone and then proceeded to carry said person backwards and nail them to a tree. Their body rapidly freezing over, and the sixth hidden target was finally taken out.
