The people standing on the tower seemed to be shielded by a barrier from the arrow rain, initially surprised by the number of arrows.
Someone also picked up a weapon to prepare to block, using weapons for defense.
The Chief Commander did not issue an order, their anxiety grew, yet amidst their surprise, the arrowheads fell just a foot in front of them.
It was as if there was a wall in front of them, blocking the arrow rain, or maybe the enemy's ability was low, the arrows lost momentum a foot before reaching them.
Though they remained vigilant, the previous tension had dissipated.
They watched with increasing excitement, thinking these people must be losing big today, they brought so many arrows, all given to the tower, are they gifting arrows?
It felt like the Demons were frantically leaping off the building, courteously delivering arrows.
Each arrow was made of iron, crafting these tools used a lot of materials and labor.
