As the Glyphic Language sounded, the power of the secret technique acted upon the incoming arrow.
Immediately, the momentum of the arrow dissipated.
The arrow, now devoid of momentum, fell headfirst to the ground.
Ding!
The arrowhead embedded itself into the floor in front of Arthur's feet, but Arthur didn't even glance at it, his gaze still locked on the crossbowman and the three people beside him.
With his extraordinary vision, Arthur could clearly see surprise and anger on the crossbowman's face, but no panic.
Clearly, the attackers were familiar with the Mystic Side and had witnessed similar powers before.
The three people beside him were likewise unperturbed; the one with the crossbow, seeing his companion's attack ineffective, did not hesitate but lifted his crossbow and pulled the trigger.
Whoosh!
But, just like its partner, the arrow also ended up lying by his feet.
