He shouted again, his voice clashing with whistles coming from the gap beside us. This abyss seemed to play music in every cry of pain he made, just as his body was pierced through by Yoru's arrows.
Yoru asked me to walk away, while beside him I saw Naar preparing with a big sword of his. "Go!" the order, of course, I won't do it. They're not half-bloods like me, but leaving them with Phobos wouldn't do. Several other guards and soldiers, I saw followed behind them with the fatty. I asked for Arrows and a bow from one of them.
The one thing I'm interested in is a spot on the back of his neck. I was forced to turn around, looking for the best position to throw my arrow at that part.
"Got".
