*Woosh*
"W-What the hell?!"
"Wh-Why's he moving out of the area—?!"
Panicked screams. Terrorized by the sole existence of a single item that would chase after you if you got in its line of sight.
In that lush green forest of Muzaffarnagar, with fear in their eyes, they ran—ran with all they had—as the being they thought wouldn't move away was now hunting them down.
*Pierce*
The sound of flesh and bones being pierced just made the horrified look on their faces get more contorted.
"I-It killed another one!!!"
One of them screamed as she saw the guy she was running with falling to the ground with a bloody hole between his brows.
They couldn't even react to the fast movements of the arrow that came in and went out like a ghost.
It would've been fine if they could at least see the flashes of it whistling through the air, but all they had as a clue of its movement was the sound they could hear.
