Pu! Pu! Pu! Pu! Long arrows catapulted out from the Takji warriors’ bows and pierced into the Dolomedes. The arrow tails fanned slightly, and appeared as though they dealt incredibly fatal damages. While everyone was feeling delighted, the 8 long legs of Son Blindcost folded together as it shrunk back into its tyre state. Those few arrows lodged within its body had been forcefully squeezed out!
With indescribable speed, the Dolomedes bolted through the air and slammed into the nearest Takji warrior!
Still, Takji warriors who were chosen to protect old Mourbo, belonged to the elite category as well. This hunter positioned his bow and arrow into an ‘x’ before him, as he easily received the impact and seized the chance to leap backwards. These was his survival instincts after hundreds of hunting sessions, and this reaction couldn’t be said to be full of flaws.
