The robber who'd been sneakily hiding in a tree just watched, but when Doren entered his sight, he drew his bowstring. The shot arrow lodged in Doren's butt.
"Hyaang!"
Making a strange sound and jolting his body, Doren disappeared into darkness and bushes at tremendous speed like a bull with its tail on fire. He was lucky.
"Guhk."
And the robber who'd accurately aimed while drawing the bowstring and hit Doren had to pay the price. Rowan's arrow lodged precisely in his throat. The robber who huddled against the wall with trembling hands holding the arrow confirmed the arrow had completely penetrated his throat, and soon burst into tears and snot while his whole body turned red hot.
While sobbing, he felt suffocation coming. Bloody foam flowed from his mouth. Terrible death approached him slowly and gradually. His limbs tingled, and he momentarily felt the pressure of his whole body shrinking.
Pain? The scream from holding his breath was vicious. One robber died helplessly.
