The sharp pain on his back made Aion flinch. The enemies who were thinking of retreating saw him with a pained expression on his face. They didn't know what had happened, but they assumed that it was his last chance… Aion could fool them in many ways, but not while he was sweating cold.
Still, when the enemies began to run toward him, a rain of fireballs engulfed them. At the same time, Vanessa approached and checked the wound in his back.
"Are you all right?" Vanessa asked, hesitating in pulling out the arrow. "When I saw that guy suddenly firing in this direction, I thought…"
"I avoided a critical hit, but I can't hit properly with this thing on my back…" Aion said while grunting. "Pull it out. His arrows are powerful… not even my armor decreased their power, so I can tell that no shards or barbs are in the wound… pull it out all at once."
"I never tried this, so this is going to hurt…" Vanessa said and just touching the arrow made Aion tremble all over.
