Nobody was able to react except Moon. Earth erupted from the ground in front of Marcus, forming a defensive wall in a fraction of a second, in hopes of stopping the storming arrow.
Crack!
The arrow penetrated the wall and continued through, its momentum lightly slowed. It missed Marcus's skull by a mere inch as he instinctively jerked his head to the side.
Marcus gulped, his face pale. Then anger flooded in, replacing fear. "You—!"
Moon interrupted with a calm voice. "Nobody will stop you. You can leave. We already have what we wanted."
[Class Slot skill activation failed.]
[Target's classification exceeds skill's threshold.]
Jonathan nodded, that unsettling smile still in place. He muttered something imperceptible under his breath before turning and walking away.
The remaining outcasts followed like obedient dogs, and within moments, they'd disappeared into the forest, leaving only James's corpse behind.
