"Son of a bitch. That archer is way too sneaky."
Marcus swore under his breath, frustration tightening his chest as he guided Blackie through the air. The situation had turned ugly far faster than he expected, yet he was not completely without options. He still had Wanderlust, his instant teleport skill, the one ability that had saved him countless times before. No matter how sharp that stone archer's aim was, it could never predict him simply disappearing.
He snorted softly, confidence returning for a brief moment.
'You want to kill me? Not even close.'
The image of himself vanishing right in front of the archer almost made him grin. He imagined the creature staring blankly at empty air, completely confused. That thought alone was satisfying enough to calm his nerves.
"Wanderlust."
Marcus activated the skill while the black arrow was still flying toward him. For a fraction of a second, he felt certain he had escaped.
Then the system notification appeared.
Ding!
