As the guards watched Victor's movements, such as the way he dodged the arrow, was hit, and still managed to dodge their companion's strike, they exchanged nervous glances.
But before they could make a decision, the magical archer on the roof raised her voice.
"No more games," she said, her voice clear and authoritative. "Finish him now."
With these words, she fired another arrow, this time imbued with a fire enchantment. The arrow glowed red, its tip sparking as it sliced through the air, much faster than before.
'For Magic Archers, I know very well that the enchantment infused into each arrow can increase its speed and accuracy. I just have to pay attention to the glow of these arrows to be able to predict what will happen.' Victor thought.
