The prey turned out to be the hunter, as the archer ran across the battlefield and used the terrain to hide his presence. Cedric was quick to realize that his actions were too natural, as if he had learned to fight against crowds his entire life.
Cedric admired the arrows as they cut across the dust clouds, becoming harbingers of doom. Each attack killed one of the men, making them scatter and lose their formation. Then, a massacre ensued.
Bodies fell left and right while the archer ran around the battlefield. The leader of the group realized that he was fighting a hunter, not prey. Therefore, he raised a fist that exploded in earthy-brown light before slamming it to the ground.
The entire dungeon began to shake as the energy seeped into the ground and destroyed their foothold. This time, the archer was caught off guard and fell to the ground, giving the group enough time to scatter and comb the clearing.
