It was fast—
blindingly precise.
Both arrows struck their mark ...
piercing the giant's eyes
with terrifying accuracy.
In less than a second,
the creature was blinded.
It thrashed wildly,
foul blood pouring from its ruined eyes,
its roar shaking the arena as it lashed out blindly.
Yet Chai remained untouched.
He moved with flawless control,
dodging every strike with ease.
At the same time,
he intensified his search.
He knew his time was running out.
His sniper's gaze swept across the crowd again and again ...
memorizing every face,
every detail,
every subtle difference.
Each time, he relayed more information to Ethan ...
pinpointing the positions of the cursed creatures
one by one.
Until finally ...
there were no more left to find.
'That's all of them, brother…'
Chai's voice echoed in Ethan's mind.
'I don't think there are any more.'
Twelve.
Twelve creatures hidden among the crowd,
scattered across different sections of the arena.
