The javelin screamed in the air and flew straight at the Crimson Hood.
The mummy's yellow eyes shined brighter. The javelin stopped in mid-air for a brief of a second, allowing the Crimson Hood to jump away. His chest felt the utmost pain with every single movement.
'What is that? Time power? No. It shouldn't be. Probably a freezing power or some kind.' Crow thought to himself.
He opened his palm. The javelin turned back to its spear form and flew to Crow's hand.
The mummy attacked again. This time it roared loudly. Two more spots on the ground turned into sand. Two rotten undead emerged from the ground with a little bit of bandages on their bodies. They looked like a weaker version of the mummy.
"I should hurry up. Extending this fight would just kill that cultist."
Crow turned invisible to the naked eyes.
The Crimson Hood didn't even look at him anymore and ran with all his might. His chest ached excruciatingly.
