Henry grinned. "No survivor! No witness!"
A rider tried to run away. Siderius rested the back of his blade on the forearm of his draw hand while pulling an arrow out of the quiver. His ring and little finger held the pommel of Blazing Soul and kept it in place, preventing it from sliding off. His thumb, middle and index finger were used to grab the arrow.
His left hand raised the bow up high.
He was dual-wielding the bow and sword at the same time and was able to switch between the two flawlessly.
Roland was able to spot this in the midst of night. It fascinated him to the core. "You can do that?"
A high-pitched shriek screamed as the arrow split the air and landed nicely at the back of the rider's neck.
Siderius then nudged his right elbow upward, flipping the blade to the front and holding it naturally in the usual grip. He switched from the arrow to the blade in a blink of an eye and without any unnecessary gesture.
Everything flowed together nicely.
