"!!!Art of Emeralds, Fourth Stance: Thorn of Blood !!!!"
SWOOSH!
With a fierce momentum. The arrow, whether from the art or the large amount of spells, was now a reddish color.
It flew without restraint, dodging all obstacles. She didn't know how, but her always found a path to follow when she shot an arrow. It was not a skill, but a natural talent, which could even match those with real skills.
The arrow traveled. Before it impacted with the mud, which it could not avoid, but as if it was common mud, it went through it without losing momentum, and immediately after that also the barriers, which were mainly of earth element, began to break without resistance under the impact of the arrow.
Thwip-thud!..
