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The speed and power behind the incoming arrows were much greater than the ones faced before. The air surrounding the arrows seemed to ripple as if it was almost puncturing through the surface of water. Kieran reacted before he could think. As the first arrow grew close, he angled his blade and slashed horizontally.
The strike hit the arrowhead just right, causing the arrow to veer off its path at an angle great enough to avoid the party. Sadly, accomplishing this once didn't mean anything with a volley of arrows being fired in quick bursts.
"In a situation like this, I very much prefer it to be raining cats and dogs instead of arrows," Bastion groaned softly. Still, despite his comment, Bastion remained focused as a burst of pressure surged from his body with a faint cerulean hue. The pressure only lasted for two seconds, but he deflected several arrows during that time.
