One step.
Two steps.
Three steps…
Fengyu was only fifty steps away from the rat nest, moving extremely slowly, his right hand holding a flute, the left moving rapidly in his sleeves.
Rustle
A blow of wind made the young early spring leaves rustle.
Swish
Just as Fengyu concentrated, he suddenly felt an attack coming from the front!
Bang!
"Fwoooooo-"
A small targeted stone, about to hit him, was suddenly stopped by several leaves suddenly gathering in a protective formation.
Crack
The stone cracked and fell down, becoming earth.
"Silver Feather Spell, Shoot!" Fengyu called out while a second tune played in his flute –
"Fwuuuuu-"
A silver feather flew out and through the flute that suddenly hovered in the air, going right to the direction the stone came from.
"Squeeek! Squeaakk!" a panicked voice sounded as a rat with yellow-brown fur appeared right ahead.
It saw the feather approaching it and was about to dig back into the earth, but it was too late.
Slash!
