Six hundred meters...
"Whiz, whiz, whiz"
The incessant sounds of the air being torn and bowstrings being controlled filled the air as a cloud of feathered arrows shot upwards from the ranks of the Centaur Archers, tracing a beautiful arc in the sky and falling towards a vacant stretch of desert.
Just moments before, the Centaur Archers had already stopped advancing, maintaining a distance of a full eighty yards from the Buer Cavalry, with the Liger Cavalry at their side, providing a reasonable safety distance.
However, apart from the chief and deputy leaders of the cavalry, the range actually controlled by the Haus Archers still hadn't reached its full extent.
What defines the elite? What is "The Wind Beyond"? At this moment, these glorious titles were perfectly exemplified by the Haus Archers to the fullest extent!
