The prince glanced at the arrow gripped firmly in his hand. It was fast—so fast that the only reason he was able to stop it before it reached him was the use of the Muscle Burst skill. Even then, it was a close call.
Aric turned from the arrow towards the direction it had been shot from. There, standing with a face full of dread and regret, was Alan, and around his hand was a device of sorts.
The young guard immediately dropped to one knee, bowing his head.
"I have made a grave mistake, Your Highness. I will accept whatever punishment you deem fit," the guard exclaimed, his voice slightly trembling.
Aric, still confused about what was going on, turned to Lerai, who stood not too far from Alan.
"Deeply sorry, Your Highness. It's not his fault. He was probably a little startled when you walked in, which led to the misfire," Lerai explained.
"I have no excuse, my prince," the guard continued apologizing.
