The chorus of roars echoed through the forest for several long moments before gradually fading into the distance. Then silence filled with tension followed. Leaves drifted lazily to the ground.
Broken branches creaked overhead where the Crystal Talons had crashed moments earlier. The scent of fresh earth lingered in the cool evening air.
Atheline slowly lowered his bow; he had switched to his bow when the attacks became too annoying. An emerald ribbon of Wind faded from the string before disappearing completely.
The arrow he had just released had already vanished over the treetops, carrying enough force to pierce three charging beasts before finally embedding itself deep within an enormous oak several hundred meters away.
He walked over and effortlessly pulled it free.
"A little too much force."
Lilith glanced at the splintered trunk.
"I've seen worse."
